Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 74643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
“I need more pet, I won’t do anything unless you tell me you want it. I know you are nervous and I need to hear that you are ready.”
“Yes. I want you to take me Chase. I want to see what else there is. I’m ready.” I answer halting.
Chase breaks out in a huge smile, his green eyes flash with pleasure. I don’t know what I just got myself into. I take another deep breath.
“Lay back pet. Remember to let me take control. I will tell you if I want you to do anything. Close your eyes.” I do what he says. The deep part of me that wants to submit, that wants to let him take control of my body thrills. My rational independence bristles and I fight opening my eyes.
I listen while Chase walks back to the table behind his desk. I hear clinking and swirling. I wonder what he is doing over there. I was expecting him to tease me like he did the first day, during our “trial run” but apparently whatever he is up to requires props. A desk drawer opens, he rummages around then it closes. The air is cool on my wet pussy. A closet opens briefly before closing. I hear the jingle of his belt hitting the floor, I can imagine him undressing. I smile to myself thinking about his shredded abs and the tantalizing “v’ and muscles at his pelvis drawing the eye directly to his massive cock. Chase is silent through all this movement. I don’t know what is coming.
Finally, I feel him sit down on the couch beside me. He has put on a silky robe of some sort. His skin is warm through the fabric. I sigh when he sits down I missed him while he was collecting things from around the room.
“I know keeping your eyes closed is difficult for you, my pet so I’m going to help you.” He begins, and he ties a piece of silk over my eyes. The fabric is soft and when he leans over me to tie the blindfold I feel his open robe brush against my thin camisole. I imagine he is covering my eyes with the sash of his robe and I picture his body draped in the same fabric that is covering my eyes. I inhale deeply taking in the scent of his skin manly and strong. I arch my back up towards him trying to press my body against his.
“Lay still. I am in control Nicole. Let go.” He commands. I try. I lay as still as I can and concentrate of remembering to breathe.
I hear the clinking and swirling again then a sharp cold sensation at my navel. Chase has placed a small piece of ice on navel. I gasp and start to sit up. “Lay back, we are going to see how long you can hold that piece of ice there on your stomach. I want you to let it melt. I want you to hold still while it does that and I don’t want it to fall. Can you do that for me?” He strokes my cheek and along my arm while he says this, as if he is calming a scared animal. I barely nod my head, not wanting to move too much. He clears his throat.
“Yes.” I say. It’s hard to answer him. I struggle to accept his instructions and it feels like a step farther.
“Good girl.” He praises. Another ice cube is placed on my chest between my breast on top of my camisole. I inhale sharply but hold still. He puts a third on my pelvis just north of my clit. I long to squirm. A trickle of melted ice runs down my side from the piece in my navel. My mind traces the icy path anticipating the next bit of skin to be chilled.
Satisfied with the placement of the three pieces of ice, Chase moves on the to the next part of his plan. He has a fourth ice cube in his hand and he starts tracing patterns on my skin. With my eyes covered I have no idea where the ice will fall next. He draws wavy lines up my thighs. He circles my hard nipples.
“Just lay there. Stop thinking about holding still and just let it happen.” He whispers in my ear. His breath is hot and I feel a shiver run down my spine. The tiny motion jostles the piece of ice above my clit and a drop of water runs down onto the tender skin. I take a shallow breath hoping not to dislodge any more drips.
Chase runs the shrinking ice in his hand across my pussy lips and I make a small noise, but I don’t move. He puts the piece of ice with my juices into my partially open mouth.