“I’d prefer to give you a spanking, too, but it’s not happening unless you’re very well behaved.”
Reluctantly, she pulled back her hand.
He took hold of her right nipple, pulled on it then held it while he put a clamp in place.“If you want more of a bite, you can put it closer to the tip.”
“This is good,” she told him.
He placed the second one, then stepped back.“Not only are they effective, they’re quite beautiful on you.”
She shrugged and stretched to test them.“I like them.I may have to get a pair.”
“They’re yours.”
“Thank you.”
The song transitioned into something a bit more up-tempo.
Without him saying anything, she licked her finger then slid it in beneath her panties.She moved her hand back and forth and rocked onto the balls of her feet as she moved her hand quicker and quicker.
When he was sure she was going to orgasm, she swayed to a stop then slowly drew down her underwear before using her toes to pick them up and drop the fabric in his lap.
Maybe forty-five minutes wasn’t enough time for this.
She sat on the edge of the coffee table then brought up her legs.Casting a sly glance at him out of the corner of her eye, she leaned back and parted her thighs, giving him a view of her glistening cunt.
Even though the clips were on her breasts, she still squeezed her nipples and alternated that with plumping her pussy lips, sliding fingers between her labia.As he watched, she drew back the hood of her clit, showing off that that swollen bundle of nerves.He was tempted to smack it, lick it, anything just to get her off and put him out of his misery.
Not just from the sight of her pleasuring herself, this woman was getting to him.Days ago, he’d told her that he wanted to be able to imagine her masturbating when they had phone sex.Now he knew that he’d never get anything done if he thought about it at all.
She continued the motions, pinching her tits, touching her pussy, sliding inside herself.
He loosened his tie even more.
“I’m waiting, Sir.Did you want to give me any hints?”she teased.
That was it.
He moved quick, grabbing her up, pulling her over his lap.
“Connor!”She squealed.
He blazed his hands on her buttocks while she sought purchase with her feet and hands.The chain swayed toward the floor, and her cry of shock became one of demand.
“I’ve got to have…”
He gave her what she didn’t have words for, completion, raining smacks on her buttocks, a few on her upper thighs, a couple above her knees.
In silent demand, she parted her legs, and he arrowed two fingers into her cunt then forcefully pulled them back, repeatedly fucking her.
She pushed her toes against the floor, changing the angle of her hips and letting him in farther.
“Oh… God.Please.I’m going to come.”
Before she’d finished speaking, he felt her vaginal walls clench.He moved his hand slightly so he could find her G-spot, and once he had, he pressed it.
She came, her orgasm dampening his fingers.
He’d never known anything so sublimely erotic.
