Page 16 of Degrees of Control
Reply:Glad I wore the white lacey thong…
Message:I’ll be thinking of nothing else all the way home. Now sleep!
Reply:You’re always so bossy!
Message:That’s not likely to change, Baby.
I smile and decide to text my mom in case she is still awake.
Message:Chase is on his way home.
She is awake and her reply is almost immediate.
Reply:Your dad texted me before he left. Everything went well and he wants me to fly out tomorrow.
Message:NYC?
Reply:Yes
Message:Are you going?
Reply:Yes, I miss him.
Message:Do Chase and Jay know so they can arrange security?
Reply:Carlos and Chase discussed it earlier tonight.
Message:I’m sure arrangements have already been made then.
Reply:They are a little domineering, aren’t they?
Message:Slightly! When would you leave and for how long?
Reply:Won’t fly out until after breakfast.
Message:Sounds good. See you in the morning.
I discard my nightgown but leave my thong on before falling into a relaxed sleep.
The feel of his hands on my backside awakens me, caressing, tracing a path from my hips and to my cheeks. His lips and tongue follow, and I delight in the building desire. It is hard to hold still while his finger teases me, exploring the wetness below.
“I love how ready you are,” he says, adding another and slowly curling his fingers, rubbing deliciously. My hips push into him on their own accord.
“Baby, hold still, or I will restrain you,” he says, nipping one of my exposed cheeks. I squeal, half in shock, laughing, unable to stop squirming as I try to anticipate where he may bite again.
“You moved,” he says, pulling my hips toward him, capturing my wrists. I hear the faint click of the bracelets, and they are now connected to my ankles, rendering me face down with my ass in the air and on display.
“This is all I have been thinking about since you texted. Your beautiful ass adorned only in this sexy white lace,” Chase says, fingering the path of my thong, caressing, and teasing before his tongue begins to explore. I am tense, awaiting the feel of his teeth as his lips graze me, but instead, he trails kisses along my heated skin.
“Baby, you’re breathing hard and so wet for me,” he says, leisurely gliding his fingers in and out. I suppress a moan, moving my hips and feel a quick nip to my ass causing me to gasp.
“Still, Katarina, absorb the pleasure,” he says, sliding one more finger inside of me, stretching and circling. I push against his fingers and am rewarded with another nip, causing me to cry out.
“Next time you move, you will leave me no choice but to punish you,” he says, tracing the top of my thong. “So lovely, but I think as pretty as this is, it will just be in the way,” he says, sliding the white lace over the top of my hips and down my thighs. I feel the warm oil, drizzled, following the same pattern his fingers have traced. He swirls it around the sensitive bud of my ass and it takes every ounce of self-control not to push back.
“Well done, Baby,” he murmurs.
“Now, let’s see how well you do with this,” he says, entering me with his finger. I groan as he sinks all the way in and then slowly draws out.
