Right when she was tempted to say the word yellow, he backed off.
“Ask me to touch your pussy, to give you an orgasm.”
He’d shocked her so much that she almost broke position.“I might die if you don’t.”
“Sofia, Sofia…” He held a finger in front of her mouth.“Suck it.Get it wet.”He didn’t argue or ask again.Instead, he waited for her compliance.
A full thirty seconds ticked by, filled with shuddering thunder, relentless rain, sizzling lightning strikes, but he didn’t relent.Finally she opened her mouth.
“Very, very good.”
How could she deny him anything?
He placed his finger in her mouth and she sucked on it, swirled her tongue around, got him wet.
He made her do it longer than she’d expected, turning it into a completely erotic experience of its own.
“Almost,” he said, even when her jaws were beginning to ache.He moved his finger around, plundering her mouth, making her think of a good, hard fucking.
Without conscious thought, she moved her body, undulating slightly.
“Oh yes,” he murmured, words approving.
Until this moment, she’d never thought of herself as a sexy woman.It was an exhilarating feeling.
“Stay in position,” he reminded her.
She stayed where she was as he pulled out his finger.He slowly trailed it down, past her bellybutton, over her pubic mound.It became more and more difficult to follow his order.With each second, she understood more about what he had meant about transcendence.It took a lot of effort to follow such a simple command.She wanted to writhe, demand, grab his hand and thrust it between her legs.
“Such excellent control.”
“It’s because I’m gritting my teeth.”
“Are you?”he asked, sounding completely unconcerned.
Finally, finally, he stroked between her labia.Her knees buckled and she reached for him.
“Position,” he reminded her.
Madness.
Then, with a bit more sharpness, he repeated, “Position, Sofia.”
“But…”
“Yellow, red, or get your ass back in position.”
After gasping, both from the overwhelming need and the harsh demand in his tone, she did what he said.
“Keep your hands in place while I play with your pretty little pussy.”
Mortification raked at her.
He teased her clit, smoothing his fingertip across it then flicking it from side to side.She had to lock her knees in order not to touch him.He circled, rubbed, abraded with his fingernail.With each stroke, no matter how hard or how soft, she got wetter.
“I’m going to fuck you with my finger.”
“Today?”
