And now I lie atop her, opening her thighs with my knees, then lowering myself to press against her, but not entering. I want to draw the moment out for both of us. My cock hardens further as I nudge at her without penetrating, a gentle torment that sends lust jabbing through my groin and draws a gasp from her. Her flesh is hot, and liquid and I savour the aching anticipation in shaft and balls, and the tremble of her body against mine.
Our bodies meeting at mouth and loins, my hand combing through hair which flares out over the pillow in a halo of copper, I want only that my Jade-Eyes knows she is loved, and wanted and, for what it is worth, forgiven.
“Please, Master. I want you inside me.”
She speaks with that emerald-eyed gaze that entranced me the first moment I saw her image, though I didn’t realise it at the time.
And, still spell-bound by her, I shift to ease inside her, her satin flesh enfolding mine….
…. As I slowly penetrate her, the knot in my gut, that lay there from the moment her tracer vanished on my screen, unravels and dissolves.
“Are you going to come?” I say quietly.
“I don’t think so, Master. But that’s alright, I just wanted to be with you.”
And I with you….
Her eyes locked on mine, so close, I see the detail of her irises. Her pupils are black circles ringed by green flecked with gold and copper. And as we move together, slowly, languidly, they turn glassy….
…. I think you will come for me….
“Master?”
“Mmm?”
“All the time I was…. away…. I was thinking about you… the two of you. I was doing what I had to, but all I wanted was to get back to you and Michael.”
“It’s alright. I know.”
But until she said it…. Did I know? Was I sure?
Her words pierce me and as, once more, I stoop to open my mouth over hers, my body jolts into a climax that is sweet and agonizing and exquisite….
And her name shudders from my lungs as I tighten and spill.
And under me, her hands clinging to my shoulders, she arches and cries out as her eyes glaze…. “Master….”
*****
Richard
My phone buzzes.
“Hello, James. How is she now?”
“Much better. A good sleep has worked wonders. Would you and Beth like to come up when it’s convenient. She wants to talk to all of us together.”
“We’ll be there in a few minutes.”
I sit together with Elizabeth, who keeps her fingers laced with mine. James is relaxed, a smile playing around his eyes as he sits by Charlotte.
Michael is otherwise. For a man who is normally warm and relaxed, he seems distant, almost disconnected. On the several occasions when I have seen him before with Charlotte in similar situations, he has been, as James phrased it, her anchor. Now he barely looks at her, and there’s a set to his jaw that I’ve not seen before.
Beth notices it too, eye-pointing me across to him. I quell her with a warning glance and a squeeze on her fingers.
Charlotte sits by James, but her glance repeatedly skitters across to her blond fiancé, who doesn’t return it.
Better do my bit in support….
“Charlotte, um, I know you have issues with James and Michael here, over what you did….” Michael awards me a cool look, which I ignore…. “…. And I can understand that entirely….” He looks away, his mouth tight. “…. But for myself, I am grateful beyond words for what you did. I’ll not forget it.”
Charlotte nods, giving me a small smile, but she’s not missed Michael’s reaction, her eyes following him.
I continue. “If you’re feeling up to it now, can you tell us more about what happened?”
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