Chapter 41

Sebastian

My naughty minx shifted, getting on her knees facing the headboard, her nightdress pushed up and bunched at her waist.

Her hands gripped the headboard as she pushed up her pale, plump a.s.s perfectly in the pink lamplight. She looked over her shoulder at me, her bottom lip caught between her teeth.

The first bead was seated. Her hole clenched around the cord, tight and swollen and flushed pink, her body still processing the intrusion.

I leaned forward and spat directly on her hole.

She gasped.

I worked the spit in with my thumb, slow, firm circles against her rim, pressing slightly, feeling her clench and flutter....