บท 11: Chapter 11 Let Me Teach You

　　~ CASIMIR ~

　　Standing behind her as I was, I had a perfect view down her cleavage as her chest rose and fell very quickly. I looked forward to plunging my length down that dark valley.

　　I'd been furling up the skirt of that spider web of a dress and now I set to my task with focus. As the hem drew up to her thighs, I let my fingertips brush her skin as I continued to raise it slowly, slowly, smiling when her skin pebbled under my touch.

　　She shivered when the cool air of the room met her hot skin, then shuddered when I grasped the skirt in one fist and reached for her with the other, urging her to spread her stance a little wider.

　　"Tell me everything," I whispered in her ear. "What you like, what you don't. What makes you tremble. Tell me if it hurts or when you want it to hurt more. Tell me when you're going to come."

　　She gave a short little huff, but then I slid two fingers into her folds and she tensed.