Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 126098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 630(@200wpm)___ 504(@250wpm)___ 420(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 630(@200wpm)___ 504(@250wpm)___ 420(@300wpm)
When she was finished, he washed the dishes as she sat the at the table. He dried his hands off on the towel and glanced at her. “I think the pancakes were a nice reward, but I want to give you a better one,” he announced. Abby turned in the chair to look at him, her expression full of anticipation.
“There’s a catch though,” he informed her.
“What?” He raised an eyebrow at her. “What, Sir?” she corrected.
He crossed the room and stood in front of her. “Open.” Her eyebrows knitted together but she opened her mouth. He brought up his hand and stuck his pinky into her mouth. “Suck on it.” Still confused, she did as she was told.
“All this talk of eating your sweet pussy has made me hungry, pet. I want that hot, wet hole riding my tongue.” Abby shivered in response. He wiggled the pinky in her mouth. “You’ve had my cock in your mouth. This seems small by comparison, doesn’t it?”
She nodded, looking up at him. She kept her lips wrapped around the small digit. “If you want me to eat that pussy, then this,” he wiggled the pinky again for emphasis, “is going in your ass while I do it.” Abby’s eyes widened and she stopped sucking. “It’s small. It won’t hurt. And would it influence your decision at all if I told you that I wouldn’t put it in until you were begging me for it?”
He pulled out his finger so she could answer. “I would never beg for that,” she told him.
He grinned down at her. “I can guarantee you would. And I’ve already promised no penetration until you do.”
She thought about this for a long time. “Are you going to pull my fingernails out one by one until I ask?” She was partly joking, based on her tone, but the look in her eyes told him she was in fact slightly concerned that his methods of persuasion would involve pain.
“No,” he told her. “In fact, I will amend the rules of the game to say that the only thing that will touch you, until you beg for my finger in your ass, is my tongue. So, obviously, there will be no pain of any kind.”
“Your tongue?”
“My tongue,” he repeated.
“And that’s all?”
“That’s all I need to reduce you to a horny, desperate, needy little pet.”
She smirked at him. “Your tongue is talented, but not that talented.”
“So, it’s a deal, then?”
“Deal,” she said with confidence.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Abby was drenched in sweat, yanking on the chains that were firmly attached to the posts of the bed. She was spread eagled, legs wide, and she was pissed. “Fuck!” she shouted. “Fucking fuck!”
Mark shook his head at her. “Such language, pet.”
Why? Why had she ever thought she could beat him at his own game? She’d actually been pretty turned on from blowing him earlier. Who wouldn’t be at the sight of a beautiful, rock-hard cock just inches from their face? She’d assumed that it would only take a few licks, maybe a few penetrations with that magic tongue of his and she’d be over the moon before the subject of her ass and his little finger ever came into play.
Abby could totally handle Mark touching her with only his tongue. But that was not her problem. Right now her problem was that Mark was no longer touching her with his tongue. And she was just shivering on the edge of orgasm when he stopped. She must’ve telegraphed her impending release in some way although she wasn’t dumb enough to have yelled out anything so obvious as ‘I’m about to come!’. He still knew somehow that she’d been dangerously close.
God! It was impossible to hide anything from this man. He was such a complete and total...
“You’re such a-!” she shouted.
“Watch it,” he snapped forcefully, causing her insides to twist. “I’ll only touch you with my tongue to play. But I’ll still spank the hell out of you for punishment if I have to. And it won’t be the kind of spanking you’ll enjoy.”
Abby licked her lips. “Please, let me come. Sir.”
He smiled. “I’m glad you asked nicely, pet. Now...ask me for something else. Nicely.”
Abby panted and shook her head. Mark drew himself up over and traced his tongue along one of her distended nipples. “You taste so good, pet,” he murmured. “I could do this all day long.”
All day? There was no way Abby could take this for five more minutes let alone all day. She could use her safeword, but she was fairly certain Mark wouldn’t let her come if she did. After all, an orgasm hadn’t been promised.
She closed her eyes and groaned. “Okay,” she relented.
“Okay, what?” he asked, lazily licking the other nipple.
“Okay, put...put your finger in.”
Mark paused. “That wasn’t asking nicely, pet.”
Abby squeezed her eyes shut tighter and then opened them. Why did he make everything so difficult? “Please,” she begged. “Please, put your finger in. And lick me,” she added just in case he forgot.