When the rattan cane finally struck the front of my thighs, my muscles tensed instinctively. We had negotiated the limit: fifteen strokes with an impact toy. The second volley landed squarely on the sensitive skin of my inner elbows, sending a jolt through my nervous system.
A loud, jagged moan escaped me as she targeted my chest. I took a ragged breath, the sting fueling a sudden, defiant fire.
"Bitch!" I practically spat the word.
Kelsey’s smile turned predatory. "Look who’s feeling feisty tonight." She gripped my chin, pulling me into a bruising kiss before sliding her hand down to hook a finger into the side of my panties. She traced the heat of my clitoris with agonizing slowness. "Feisty... and very, very wet."
She stepped back, trading the rattan for her discarded tie. As she approached, she unfurled the silk, wrapping the thickest part over my mouth to form a makeshift gag.
I felt my body go soft with a heat that rose like a wildfire. I barely registered her grabbing the bottle until I felt the ice-cold sparkling wine cascading over my skin, the liquid stinging and soothing the welts simultaneously. She watched me with an effortless smirk, the cane still idling in her free hand.
I let out a muffled sound of protest, only to be answered by another sharp crack against my thighs. Kelsey declared that five strokes were enough for the moment. She dropped to her knees between my legs, trailing soft, apologetic kisses over the reddened skin of my thighs while her hands squeezed my glutes.
When her tongue finally found my clitoris, I was helpless. Saliva pooled in my mouth as unconscious moans vibrated against the silk gag. The pre-orgasm hit me like a physical wave, but just as the vibration reached its peak, Kelsey pulled away. I watched, dazed, as a thin trail of my own slickness followed her retreat.
She ran her palm over my pussy before standing. Once eye-to-eye, she untied the gag and replaced the silk with three of her fingers. I sucked on them hungrily while her free hand made quick work of her shirt, revealing her bare skin to the cool night air.
The moment her fingers left my mouth, her lips took their place. Below, her hand began to work me with a frantic, expert agility. If it weren't for the ropes anchoring my wrists and ankles to the marble pillars, I would have collapsed.
The pressure built with every thrust. I begged her to let me go, to let me come, but she stopped abruptly. Her grip on my thigh tightened. I ground my hips against her stationary hand, desperate for the friction, for anything to bridge the gap.
As my body began to tremble, signaling that I was right on the precipice, Kelsey glanced at her watch.
"Almost there," she whispered against my lips. She held my face, kissing me with a tenderness that nearly broke me. One hand squeezed my nipple while the other delivered light, stingingslaps to my ass. "You are magnificent, Megan. I promise you... it’s going to be worth the wait."
I managed a weak smile as she turned away. She returned with a wand vibrator and held up her watch so I could see the glowing digits.
Five minutes to midnight.
Before the final countdown, Kelsey had me take the handle of the vibrator in my mouth. She knelt back down, stripped my panties away for good, and began to drink from me, her tongue marking the final seconds of the year.
I let out a muffled moan of reproach, and Kelsey just smirked, her green eyes shimmering with a predatory light.
The moment she pulled the vibrator from my mouth, she thumbed it to the highest setting and pressed it against my clitoris. I don’t know how she managed it, but at the same time, I felt the sharp, sudden sensation of being penetrated. She leaned in, her tongue swirling over the nipple she’d left unclamped, her teeth grazing the skin.
My moans were completely unrestrained. Honestly, I didn't give a damn if all of Holland could hear me. Just as I reached the breaking point, she ceased the penetration, kept the vibrator pinned in place, and tightened her grip around my throat.
As the world blurred from the pressure of her fingers and the relentless buzz against my skin, the first fireworks erupted overhead, signaling the turn of the year.
She tossed the vibrator onto the marble floor and moved with frantic grace to unbind me. She released my arms, then my legs, and swept me up in her arms, carrying me toward the steamingpool. Kelsey whispered for me to lie back on the shallow sun shelf. As I settled into the water, I felt her hands glide over my abdomen to release the final clamp. She guided my legs up, and I waited, breathless, for her next move.
I gasped as her tongue claimed my clitoris once more. I reached out, my fingers tangling in her hair to pull her deeper, directing her exactly where I needed her to be.
I heard her moan against me as she drank me in, which only fueled my own fire. My numb legs were draped over her shoulders, and her touch was so agonizingly soft that when I finally came, I felt like I was drifting out of my own body, lost in the sheer volume of pent-up pleasure.
"Happy New Year, Kels," I whispered as she surfaced. Her face was level with mine, and we shared a long, slow kiss that tasted of salt and champagne. "Can I ask you for something?"
"Anything, Kitty. What do you want?" she murmured, her voice husky.
"Sit on my face..."
I saw her smile widen into something truly wicked. She stood, shedding her pants and silk panties in one fluid motion before kneeling over my shoulders.
Before her skin even touched my lips, her heat was already slicking my face. I found myself compelled to taste her, licking along the curve of her thigh until she squatted completely, her clitoris fitting perfectly against my tongue.
She gripped my hair, pulling my head firmly against her. Her taste was intoxicating; I could have stayed there for hours. I used circular motions to hit every sensitive nerve, listening toher moans turn into desperate gasps as she ground her hips against me. When she finally cried out that she was close, I didn't pull away—I stayed right there, savoring every drop as her body shuddered through a violent, rhythmic orgasm.
Once the spasms subsided, she eased off me, picked me up, and waded deeper into the warm pool with me in her arms.
