Page 26 of Master Cole

“Oh, God,” she whispered, unable to control her own body as she pumped her hips against the toy.

“So fucking beautiful,” he whispered, nuzzling the valley between her breasts, his palms against her back, his fingers dancing along her spine.

“I ... ” Another orgasm swept through her, causing her to shift even harder against the toy.

“Let it go, pet. Your pleasure is my pleasure,” he whispered.

Janie panted as the aftershocks of her second orgasm flowed through her bloodstream. Her clit throbbed, and her pussy tightened around the dildo. While she’d climaxed in the pool for Cole, her clit had been directly stimulated.

This ... even with her BOB, she never came like this. Her vibrator was like a sparkler at the Fourth of July, and this was like a fireworks show. Her nerves tingled and her heart pounded. She wasn’t sure how much more she could take.

The scraping of a chair forced her eyes open. Cole stood over her, his hands at her waist. Her breath whooshed out of her as he lifted her off the dildo, and in doing so, set off another shudder to ripple through her frame.

Cole cradled her in his arms as he strode from the kitchen, up the stairs, and into the spare bedroom. He carried her over to the bed, but instead of setting her down, he climbed onto the mattress and cradled her in his lap.

His hard cock pressed against her ass. “Sweet, Janie,” he whispered pushing her hair away from her face. “Rest for a bit.”

She wanted to argue with him, but her eyelids were heavy. Resting her head on his shoulder, she allowed her eyes to close. They would talk when she woke up.

Cole watched Janie as she slept. He hadn’t expected her reaction, nor his, to the play this morning. He was as hard as steel, yet he was more than satisfied. That was because Janie was satisfied.

He’d taught several submissives at Whips over the years. Hell, even with Natalie, his heart hadn’t been involved, but with Janie ... She found a way to get beneath his skin and wasn’t about to be extracted. And she probably didn’t even realize she’d done it.

Maybe it was time to change the game plan a bit. He’d avoided spending non-play time with her, and maybe that wasn’t such a good idea. Maybe if he spent more time with her, he’d find an annoying habit or something, allowing him to harden his heart against her.

But part of him was aware it was a losing battle. He’d lost part of his heart to her from the moment he’d seen her when she was sixteen. Now he had to figure out how to control it. Because Janie was too sweet and too young for him. He would protect her, even from himself.

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