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As her orgasm approached yet again, she began to stir. Releasing my hand from around hers, I brought the doll to my lips again.?
“Sleep, ma chère. Dream of touches you desire. Dream of being toyed and pleasured to bliss.”?
Playing with her body was absolutely divine. But toying with her mind while I touched her?Thatwas pure heaven.?
My fingers slid lower, finding her entrance sopping wet as she thrust her hips up, her body craving to be filled. My balls tightened, threatening orgasm at the mere thought of defiling her with my seed. Of holding her legs open as I watched my cum drip out of her slowly, embarrassing her with nothing more than my gaze on her cunt.?
Fuck, the things I wanted to do to this woman. The way I wanted to control and manipulate her into becoming the true incarnation of my darkest desires.?
My fingertip played at her entrance, teasing her with tiny thrusts that did not give her what she craved most. My hips thrust faster, needing to cum, needing to find my own pleasure, just this once.?
Faster and faster I thrust, my finger dipping further and further into her pussy, timing them together perfectly.?
“Please,” she whispered.
Immediately, my eyes flew to her face, watching as her eyelids started to flutter.?
Still, I did not stop.?
Thrust after thrust.?
I was so close.?
So fucking close.?
Her eyes moved beneath her closed lids. She was waking.?
I didn’t have time.?
I would be caught.?
And yet, I did not stop. Could not stop. Would not stop. I fuckingdeservedthis.
Finally, my orgasm hit me, my legs nearly shaking as I shot hot ropes of cum across her hand, stomach, and sheets. I bit the inside of my cheeks, forcing myself to be silent as my fingertip moved back to her clit, tickling the swollen flesh as she began to stir more.?
She would wake any moment.?
As soon as my orgasm had faded, I quickly righted my clothing, wiped up my cum as best I could, and grabbed the doll from the bedside dresser.?
In a flash, I climbed out her bedroom window and dashed away, not even looking back as a flick of magic reset the locking mechanism.?
I had just barely made it to the street when I saw her bedroom light flicker on.?
Fuck, that was close.?
But so damn worth it.
Chapter Eight
Sebastien
As I movedthrough my shop the next day, trying to focus on the tasks I had to complete, I could not help but replay over and over the memory of touching and teasing the innocent soul I was soon to possess. Almost like I was still drunk on the scent of her aroused body, I would catch myself gazing into the middle distance, my face contorted into a mask of dark desire. It wasn’t like me to have such little outer control over my emotions.
“Someone is a bit distracted today,” Toulouse teased, sniffing around the inventory I was stocking on the shelves.?
“First of all, mind your own business. Second, there is no catnip in here, so get your furry face out of my inventory before I stuff you and sell you to an old woman.”?
“Touchy, touchy.” Toulouse hissed, then grumpily skulked away. A moment later, the bell at the door clanged loudly. I knew who it was before I even turned around. Her scent, now indelibly imprinted on my soul, filled the room like smoke from the finest incense. My chest tightened with need, and my cock twitched with its own answering desperation.?
