Page 106 of Untouchable
“Not for long.” His eyes were crawling over her body in the mirror again, as warm and lingering as a caress. “Remember when I had you bent over the desk in my office?”
Her body tightened again at the memory. “Of course I remember. That was more of your ego.”
“I had you bound only by the sound of my voice. You wouldn’t move until I told you. That’s how much you wanted to surrender control to me.”
Her pussy was throbbing so deeply it actually hurt. Her cheeks were flushed hot, and she could see her breasts rising and falling with her fast breaths. “But you couldn’t hold out that day either. You released me prematurely, if I recall correctly.”
“Remember when I turned you over the table for a spanking?” Caleb murmured thickly, his eyes hot and dominant the way they’d been that other day. “Your tight little ass was aching for more. I know how much you wanted it. My fingers were in your pussy, so I could feel how wet you were and how hard you squeezed around me every time you felt my hand.”
Her breath hitched, and she clenched her fingers around the edge of the dresser. She was so turned on, just from the sound of his voice and the memories, that she was trembling now.
“You couldn’t even wait for my cock. You were so eager you came all around my fingers as I spanked you. Your body knew exactly what it needed even as you tried to hold out then. Just like your body knows what it needs right now. Doesn’t it?”
She closed her eyes, making one final effort to shut out his voice and hold on to her resistance.
“Open your eyes,” he murmured behind her.
She did.
“Let your hair down for me.”
She’d twisted it into a formal updo for the party, but she reached up and pulled out the clip. The hair fell in long waves down her back and around her shoulders, and she saw the awe awaken in Caleb’s eyes as he noticed it.
He’d always responded that way to her unbound hair.
“Now you can touch yourself.” His voice rasped, clear evidence that he was deeply aroused.
But she was like a lit fuse, and there was no way she could hold herself back from reaching down between her legs.
“Not yet,” Caleb said. “Touch your breasts first.”
With a little moan, she made herself raise her hands to cup her breasts. She chafed her nipples through her bra and sighed at the resulting sensations. Her head fell back, and her pussy clenched hard around nothing. But Caleb was reacting too. She saw his body give a little twitch in the mirror as he watched her.
“Very good. Tell me how it feels.”
“Good,” she gasped, tweaking her nipples. “But not nearly enough.”
“Then you can rub your pussy too. But if you come, then I win.” He was smiling, but his expression was very tense.
She slid one hand down and rubbed her clit through her panties, and she couldn’t hold back a groan of pleasure at the relieving sensations.
“You’re so close to coming, aren’t you?”
She was. She was so close she could feel the pressure of the orgasm threatening to overwhelm her. She managed to hold it back though. “And you’re just about to lose it.”
“You first.” He smiled again. Then in a gruff voice he said, “Bend over. Show me your ass. But don’t stop rubbing yourself.”
She did as he said, bending down over the dresser, bracing herself with one arm and rubbing herself with the other. The position exposed most of her bottom, barely covered by her little panties. She felt vulnerable and slightly embarrassed by her shameless eagerness and so turned on she was making little whimpers.
She closed her eyes, trying to shut out the sexy sight of him standing behind her, staring down hungrily at her bent body.
“Open your eyes,” he told her again. “I want you to see how much you want this.”
When she opened them again, she was confronted by her flushed, eager face. She had to stop rubbing her clit because she almost came from the reflection of them in the mirror.
“I told you not to stop.”
She gripped the dresser with both hands, trying desperately to hang on to control. “And I say that’s cheating, unless you’re going to touch yourself too.”
