“Yes,” Audrey gasped, almost choking on her eagerness.
“Good girl.”
It probably made sense that Audrey enjoyed being praised, given everything, but she’d never thought much about it before. She hadn’t known to ask for it or to expect the way her body tingled excitedly at it. “Okay,” she said, once she’d installed herself in bed.
Hallie hummed, sounding impossibly pleased, and every part of Audrey’s brain felt like it was shutting down in the most fantastic way. All it wanted was to do exactly as Hallie instructed, to please her however she deemed appropriate.
“Tell me what you’re wearing,” Hallie said.
Bliss flooded Audrey’s body and they’d barely even done anything. The lack of ambiguity, the lack of questioning, probing energy was perfection. She knew what she had to do, knew exactly what Hallie wanted, and exactly how much Hallie wanted her. “Shirt. Buttons. Charcoal gray trousers.”
“I want you to slowly start unbuttoning your shirt for me, Audrey, and I’m going to count you through it. Do not move faster than my commands, do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“You’re doing so well, gorgeous.”
Audrey’s body shuddered deliciously at the praise, at just getting to do what she was told. It was so wonderful with Hallie.She didn’t have to worry that she wouldn’t like it, that something bad would happen. Hallie was in charge and everything was okay.
“Open your first button now,” Hallie instructed. “I’m doing the same thing.”
“Mm.” Audrey wanted to speak, to tell Hallie how sexy that was, but she couldn’t quite figure out how. The image of Hallie unbuttoning her own shirt was entirely overwhelming.
“The second now… and the third.”
Audrey obeyed. The moments in between the buttons felt agonizingly long. Part of her wanted to rush, to just be naked already, but the other part of her loved this. She loved the anticipation, loved doing exactly as she was told. A pleasant buzzing had started in the back of her head and all she wanted was to ride that buzz to its climax, to the pure pleasure she knew was coming.
“That’s my last button,” Hallie said when they’d gotten through five of them. “Do you have any left? Don’t lie to me.”
“One,” Audrey panted.
“Such a good girl, doingexactlyas you’re told.”
“Anything you want.”
Hallie hummed again, triumphant and turned on. “Undo that last button and then slowly drag your shirt from your body.”
Audrey did precisely as she was told and the light friction of her shirt dancing over her skin was electric, almost like it was Hallie’s hands tracing her body. Sheneededthose hands on her skin.
“Are you wearing a bra?” Hallie asked.
“Yes.”
“Tell me about it.”
“It’s black. Plain. Clasp in the back.”
“I can’t wait to see you in it.” She sounded so certain, like they really would do this in person soon.
Audrey regretted not having done it when they were together. “I can’t wait for that either.”
“Good.” She let out a dark, sexy chuckle. “Unhook it. Let it fall down your arms and throw it off the bed. With force, Audrey. We’re not looking to break things, but I want you to let some of that energy out—how frustrating it feels to want me this badly and not have me touching you.”
Audrey moaned in agreement. She couldabsolutelydo that. She desperately craved Hallie touching her, and she could throw the bra. She didn’t need to worry about tidiness, about anything. All she had to do was what Hallie told her to.
“It’s on the ground by the door,” she said, once she’d flung the black bra from her body.
“What I wouldn’t give to be right there with it, ready to crawl up your body, kissing and licking.”
