Chapter Three
Then Again
“Darling, I asked,” voice dripping with sarcasm and amusement, “is everything okay? You look embarrassed.
He looked away and turned to grab his dressing-gown, but I was having none of it and leapt from the bed to wrap my arms around his before sliding a hand down to the source of his embarrassment.
To my amazement it had become even harder in the second or so it had taken for him to turn and me to move to him.
Feeling a rush of power such as I’d not experienced to that point, I encircled his p***s with the long and slender fingers of my right hand and felt my excitement rise further as he made no attempt to stop me but, instead, gave a sigh that to me sounded remarkably like surrender – even if I realise now that this was wishful thinking on my part at the tim
