Chương 24: CH 24: Gift
{[Last Time in Tainted Desire]}
When she arrived, she was wearing the bulkiest robe I have ever seen, her arms wrapped around to provide extra protection. That view excited me instead of disappointing. After all, there a reason for her apparent vulnerability, likely the fact that what lied underneath was much different than her usual mode of dress.
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She walked inside, her steps indecisive. "Why don't you remove your coat and relax," I offered, confident that she was smart enough to recognize the order. She didn't disappoint, walking towards the coat hanger shakily, her hands visibly trembling as she unbuttoned her robe. Then, she removed it, revealing her body clad in my gift.
"Marvelous," I exclaimed even as I slowly dragged my gaze from bottom to top. She was wearing high-heeled black leather boots that climbed to the middle of her thighs, a fishnet taking the mission to cover her legs after that, if a bit unsuccessfully. My gaze climbed upwards, reaching to her bottom, covered only for a certain interpretation of the word due to the thong I picked, again in black like rest of her clothes.
Her belly was covered with the leather corset, which ended just before her breasts, leaving the task of hiding her body to her lacy bra, which, like her thong, wasn't really successful in its given task. To top it all, her face, looking erotic despite the undecided expression, her lipstick midnight black to match the rest of her clothing.
I called her closer with a twitch of my finger, until she was standing in front of me, then I did a circle. Her blush intensified, but she nevertheless completed the twirl, putting her whole body to my attention. "Beautiful, simply exquisite," I said. She said nothing, but the smile that bloomed on her face despite her best effort to contain hidden showed her satisfaction. "Why don't you take a seat," I said, and she moved towards the seat next to me, but stopped when I patted my lap. Her blush intensified, but she still sat down on my knee, away from my crotch. It was a situation I was no intention of suffering, so I wrapped my arm around her corset covered belly and pulled, enjoying her squirm, as her ass slid over my shaft, already erect thanks to the exquisite view generated by her. "So," I murmured into her ear, her back pressing against my chest. "Did you like my gift."
She moved in her place a bit more, uncomfortable by being questioned, but I didn't let her skip the question, squeezing her thigh hard. "I did," she managed to whisper.
"Good girl," I said, patting her leg as an approval, which interestingly caused her to sit straighter. "So, tell me, how do you feel while dressed in those clothes."
Again, the answer came delayed, and only after a bit of coaxing from me in terms of squeezing her leg, this time closer to her core. "It feels … good," she whispered.
"Tell me in detail," I said even as my hand, which was busy squeezing her legs earlier, slid to her inner thigh, and started rubbing softly.
She moaned softly, surprising me just how much could be achieved by correct selection of an attire. "I felt ashamed at first, like naked. But I continued watching myself in the mirror, and at some point, I started to feel pride, exploring a side of me I hadn't know it existed." She stopped for a moment, taking a deep breath. "And it felt good, like I was finally complete…"
It wasn't an opportunity to be missed, so my fingers climbed upwards until they were caressing the edge of her thong. She gasped, loud enough to surprise herself, and her hand reached towards mine in an attempt to stop me. "No," I whispered, no inflection in my tone, mostly because I wanted to test my control over her. A clear order, she would have followed, but a comment barely above a whisper was a different story. Nevertheless, she followed my command, her hand fell back to the side. "Good girl," I whispered as I leaned forward, putting a small kiss on her neck. Her shivers were tastier than any nectar.
No words passed between us for a moment, my fingers caressing the edge of her nether lips, her mouth busy with letting out small, barely audible moans. She was like a finely tuned instrument, responding to the slightest twitch in the rhythm. It was nothing short of a miracle that she came in just four sessions, reinforcing my idea of taking her for myself perpetually. She was a masterpiece, far too precious to be left to an idiot like Weasley, who clearly didn't appreciate her like she deserved. Who in their right mind would leave such a precious flower unplucked while dating for two years?
A loud moan brought my attention back to the present, telling me that it was time to up the efforts once more. I brought my hand over her shoulder, then traced down until I found her bra clasp, which was opened with barely a touch, of which she stayed unaware. At least until my hand moved sideways until it reached her amazing globes, pushing her bra out of the way. "What are you doing," she exclaimed in a sudden panic that broke her trance of pleasure. For a moment, at least.
I mumbled calmingly. "You have been working on our deal amazingly, so I decided to reward you." I sank my fingers into her flesh even as I pushed the edge of her thong away, exposing her nether lips to my naked attention. Just a touch was enough to send her on a small trip of pleasure. "But I can stop if you don't want it."
For nearly a minute, no answer came, leaving me free to caress her body freely, pushing her arousal to a new level. However, it wasn't just her passive consent I wanted. I wanted her to ask for it, even beg for it if I could manage. So, I stopped, only for her head to turn to me hard enough to suffer a whiplash. "Do you want me to continue?" I asked, close enough that our noses were touching. She nodded rapidly. "I want to hear it from your beautiful lips," I added.
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