“No Master. Of course not.” She sucked in a shuddering breath. “I’ve just been waiting so long to come. I’m sorry, Master. I won’t do it again.”
“For that infraction you’ll have to wait a little longer.” He pulled his fingers out, studied the small bit of ice between them. “Almost gone. Take this one, too. I want you to taste yourself.”
He shoved his fingers into her mouth this time and she sucked them, allowing the cool ice to melt on her tongue as she tasted her unique flavor. She’d never done anything this erotic in her life. Her eyes drifted up to the mirror on the ceiling as he settled between her legs with more ice cubes, and she watched her body stretch like a bowstring as he inserted another ice cube into her rear, and then slid an ice cube directly between his teeth.
Her hips about flew off the table as he pressed the ice cube to her clit, but this time he was licking her at the same time, so that she was simultaneously assailed by raging heat and icy cold. It was sweet torture like she’d never experienced before. Her entire body hummed with pent up frustration and pleasure, begging to be released.
“Please, Master,” she cried, the words nearly incoherent with gasps and sobs. “Please, let me come!”
He lifted his head for just a minute. “You may come now, Katherine.”
He sucked her clit hard into his mouth and she exploded, her entire body convulsing. The pleasure engulfed her so completely, so utterly that she nearly passed out. Soft strokes along the sides of her hips brought her back, and she lifted her head to see him looking at her with a mixture of tenderness and hunger.
“Thank you, Master,” she managed, her heart thundering loudly. She took a deep breath to try and steady it. “That was amazing. Better than any I’ve ever had.”
He smiled widely. “I am very pleased,” he told her, unstrapping her from the table. He lifted her into his arms and carried her to the door.
“Where are we going, Master?”
“To bed.”
“But we haven’t…” she trailed off as he pressed a finger to her lips.
“I know. Trust me, I intend to have you fully. But I am very good at what I do and I can see that you need some rest. Let’s take an hour. You’ve been working hard during the day, and you’re not accustomed to all this yet. I want you to fully enjoy it.”
She snuggled against his chest with a smile, realizing just how sleepy she was getting. “Thank you, Master,” she told him as he set her atop the glossy black comforter.
“You’re very welcome.” He joined her on the bed and pulled her against his chest. “Sleep now.”
Her eyes fluttered closed, and she succumbed to the tiredness tugging at the edges of her mind.
*
It was her own moans that finally woke her. She’d been dreaming that she was burning up, that she was drowning in a fast expanse of sexual pleasure, hands gliding down her body, touching her in all the right places. Her eyes opened to see Mark over her body, one of her nipples in his mouth.
“Finally awake.” He looked up with a smile, and then kissed her. She twined her arms around his neck and lost herself in that simple pleasure, her body aching with the sweetness of it. His hands slid down to her breasts, tweaking her nipples and rolling them between his fingers. One of his knees was wedged between her legs and she lifted her hips, rubbing herself shamelessly against him. The crisp hairs on his leg teased her pussy before he pulled his leg away.
“I knew you were a wanton,” he teased, nibbling the side of her neck. “But don’t think the rules have changed simply because you’re in my bed now.” He bit down hard at the base of her neck, and she gasped.
“Yes, Master.”
“Good girl.” He kneaded her breasts with his hands, then rolled over. “Reach up and grab the headboard. Don’t let go, no matter what.”
“Yes, Master.” She reached up and did as he asked, then waited, her nerves stretched taut in anticipation. She could hear the harshness of hear breathing, the pounding of her pulse in her ears, and a shiver skipped up her spine as he slid the length of his cock against her ass cheeks.
“So beautiful,” he said, running a finger down the length of her spine. “I love the way your back curves. I love how your breasts fit perfectly in my hands.” He cupped them, rubbing the nipples with his thumbs and she moaned, stretching her body out. The motion caused his cock to rub between her cheeks. He pressed open-mouthed kisses down the length of his spine, and then all over both cheeks. “I could eat you alive.”
He spread her cheeks and inserted a finger into her rear, at the same time sliding his cock back and forth along her pussy lips. Katherine whimpered, wanting to grab his cock in her hands and guide it into her. But she knew if she did that he would punish her, and it would delay him giving her what she wanted.