Chương 26: CH 26: Little Game
{[Last Time in Tainted Desire]}
"I need to go," she repeated once more, but compared to this one, even her panicked exclaim at the first one came across as one of the finest examples of decisiveness. It was a weak, trembling statement, clear that she didn't say because she believed it, but said because it needed to be said, so that later on, she could rationalize the moment in her mind. I decided to allow her to have that moment, it was nothing more than a symbolic gesture of pride after the armistice was signed.
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"You can always go after resting a bit to catch your breath," I answered, even as I pressed my fingers deeper into her skin. Soon, she forsook her ability to speak in lieu of biting her lips. Still, I received my answer in the form of a nod, doing its best to come across reluctant. Not a task that she was able to succeed much.
My fingers continued their dance on their dance after switching to her other foot. "Do you want to have any wine," I asked, pointing to the small table that was just outside her reach, holding an exquisite vintage of rose wine. She nodded and reached, one hand pressing to the edge of the tube for stability as she rose, the other reaching for the wine, her breasts on display once more. I didn't know whether she missed that detail or didn't care, but both of the options were attractive in their own manner, but also showed that I needed to hasten my plan.
When I completed massaging her calves and moved to her thighs -a time which she managed to drain more than half of the bottle-, her attempts to act like it wasn't affecting her was long forsaken. Her face was a mask of pleasure, her arms clasped on the edge of the tub, one only leaving for occasional sips from the wine, not caring a bit the fact that the cover of bubbles getting thinner and thinner, displaying a delicious silhouette crawling under the water.
It suited me perfectly, as I climbed up on her thighs, just at the edge of her nether lips, but carefully avoiding to touch. The expression on her face was delicious, losing all traces of the struggle, enjoying the moment. Of course, the pure bliss was replaced with frustration when the minutes rolled but I deliberately avoided her most sensitive spot despite repeatedly alluding for it. For the first time in the bathtub, she raised her gaze to met mine, questioning. I just shrugged, my smug smile telling the complete story. If she wanted me to bring her to the climax, she had to ask for it. Otherwise, she would return home with an unfilled need burning her heart.
It took less than ten seconds for her to fold. "Draco," she murmured in a voice barely above a whisper. "Is it possible for me to complete the third part of the deal as well?"
I nodded, amused that she managed to find a way that didn't come across pure horniness. Appearances were important, even if we both knew the reality behind it. I patted my lap and moved a bit forward. She sat on legs, her own wrapped around my waist. I wouldn't lie, I was tempted, with her pussy, burning with desire, just an inch away from my shaft. It would be so easy to lift her butt, and slid inside her in one smooth motion. But I had a better plan for now. I leaned back and waited for her to start.
The wait wasn't long. One of her hands wrapped around my shaft almost instantly, moving up and down, while her other hand reached for her own slit. Again, unacceptable, I thought and gently grabbed her wrist, and shook my head. She looked at me in askance, but it was replaced with pleasure when she realized where my other hand was. I started tracing the edges of her lips, each touch enhanced with the touch of the water. Her second hand joined the first, sometimes grabbing the base, sometimes shifting to my balls. The level of improvement she was showing was unbelievable, her earlier wooden movements were left to dust as her hands danced over my shaft. There was still a lot that could be improved in terms of skill, of course, but her burning enthusiasm was enough for now.
Still, I was surprised when she slid closer, her slit pressing to the side of my shaft, riding the edge up and down. The situation was already hard, so her push proved enough to destroy the barrier, and I dirtied the water white. Of course, I wasn't alone on that. Noticing my impending orgasm, I quickened the movement of my fingers, bringing her over the cliff with me. She started trembling as the climax hit her with the full force, and her arms wrapped around my torso to balance.
Always an opportunistic, I leaned forward and captured her lips. This time, there wasn't even a hint of struggle as my lips slowly teased hers, joining the dance with no hesitation. Time passed, and my shaft returned back to life, but her only reaction was to wrap one hand around it and teasing lazily, the kiss stretching long.
Then, without an outside reason, she pulled back, her face filled with guilt. She must have realized the exact position she had been in, after all, sharing a slow, sensual kiss in a bathtub didn't really fit the convenient narrative of blackmail. "I need to go," she whispered in panic and jumped out of the tube. "See you in three days," I shouted behind her, enjoying the way her assets were tumbling as she dashed away. Then, I started planning the details of the plan, as the next scene was going to be the conclusion of our little game…
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