squirming and the soft sounds she emitted from her lips. She was close.
Suddenly he didn’t want to tip her over the edge yet. He wanted to see if she could control herself. He removed his fingers from her sheath and threaded them into the curls above her sex, waiting while she lowered her gaze to meet his.
“Please…” The word was almost too soft to hear.
“Not yet. Don’t move.” He lifted off her, watching as her entire body shivered at the removal of his touch. He climbed off the bed, mindful of the rigid length between his legs. He ached to stroke himself, but that would only make matters worse. Instead he let his cock bob in front of him while he concentrated on his mission.
He padded to the bathroom and grabbed his supplies.
As he returned, he watched her face and gauged her reaction. It didn’t shock him when she pulled her knees together and scrambled away from him several inches. “Now?” she asked.
“Yes, baby. And every day. I told you I would shave your pussy myself.” He spread the towel he carried onto the mattress and crooked a finger at her. “Center yourself on the towel, baby.”
“Oh God. Sir, I’m so aroused it hurts. Please, let me come first. You can shave anything you want, but I need to come so badly.”
“I know,” he murmured to soothe her. “And I love the way your skin flushes when you’re aroused. Your nipples bead on their own, although you helped them along, I might add, without permission. You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever laid eyes on, and I’m humbled you’re in my bed, submitting to me.
“I told you I’m strict. You will follow my directions, because if you don’t, you’ll find yourself worse off than you feel now. I can make you want like you can’t begin to imagine, and hold you in that state for hours if need be. The choice is yours.
“So, if you have any intention of getting relief from that tight ball that must be forming in your stomach, you’ll situate yourself on this towel, spread your legs wide and hold them open for me.” He watched her face.
Shock lasted only a moment, and then she complied, scooting to his side of the bed and planting her perfect ass on his towel.
“Good girl.” He pressed her legs wider. “Set your hands on your knees and hold yourself open.”
Her fingers trembled as she did as he said, her breathing ragged.
He wanted to cup her breasts as they jiggled when she moved. But he needed to concentrate on denuding her before he lost the ability to control himself and slammed into her hot pussy.
He grabbed the shaving cream, making her flinch as he squirted a glob of it on his palm and then spread it over her mound. He wiped his hand on the corner of the towel and then held her skin tight and firm with one hand while dragging the razor over her with the other.
“Breathe, baby. Don’t move, but you need to breathe.”
Shallow little spurts of air whistled from her lips. It would get easier. This first time was trying for her. He knew that. But he also knew he needed to set a precedent immediately so there would be no doubt what his expectations were.
He would shave her like this every morning. Sometimes he would get her aroused first. Other times he wouldn’t. Rarely would he let her come before he used the razor on her folds. Though in the future he would often take his pleasure first to avoid the stiff cock now bobbing between his legs as he concentrated on shaving his sub.
Maggie’s knuckles turned white as she held herself for him. He was proud of her. She didn’t protest or make a sound. He knew this was difficult. She’d been submissive to other people, and even long-term, but not for Carlton. Not for a man. It would be challenging for her every day for a while, exposing herself to a man, and not just any man, but a strict Dom.
Carlton went over her folds several times to ensure she was completely bare. It would be easier tomorrow, but today, for this first shave, he needed to be more careful and
Suddenly he didn’t want to tip her over the edge yet. He wanted to see if she could control herself. He removed his fingers from her sheath and threaded them into the curls above her sex, waiting while she lowered her gaze to meet his.
“Please…” The word was almost too soft to hear.
“Not yet. Don’t move.” He lifted off her, watching as her entire body shivered at the removal of his touch. He climbed off the bed, mindful of the rigid length between his legs. He ached to stroke himself, but that would only make matters worse. Instead he let his cock bob in front of him while he concentrated on his mission.
He padded to the bathroom and grabbed his supplies.
As he returned, he watched her face and gauged her reaction. It didn’t shock him when she pulled her knees together and scrambled away from him several inches. “Now?” she asked.
“Yes, baby. And every day. I told you I would shave your pussy myself.” He spread the towel he carried onto the mattress and crooked a finger at her. “Center yourself on the towel, baby.”
“Oh God. Sir, I’m so aroused it hurts. Please, let me come first. You can shave anything you want, but I need to come so badly.”
“I know,” he murmured to soothe her. “And I love the way your skin flushes when you’re aroused. Your nipples bead on their own, although you helped them along, I might add, without permission. You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever laid eyes on, and I’m humbled you’re in my bed, submitting to me.
“I told you I’m strict. You will follow my directions, because if you don’t, you’ll find yourself worse off than you feel now. I can make you want like you can’t begin to imagine, and hold you in that state for hours if need be. The choice is yours.
“So, if you have any intention of getting relief from that tight ball that must be forming in your stomach, you’ll situate yourself on this towel, spread your legs wide and hold them open for me.” He watched her face.
Shock lasted only a moment, and then she complied, scooting to his side of the bed and planting her perfect ass on his towel.
“Good girl.” He pressed her legs wider. “Set your hands on your knees and hold yourself open.”
Her fingers trembled as she did as he said, her breathing ragged.
He wanted to cup her breasts as they jiggled when she moved. But he needed to concentrate on denuding her before he lost the ability to control himself and slammed into her hot pussy.
He grabbed the shaving cream, making her flinch as he squirted a glob of it on his palm and then spread it over her mound. He wiped his hand on the corner of the towel and then held her skin tight and firm with one hand while dragging the razor over her with the other.
“Breathe, baby. Don’t move, but you need to breathe.”
Shallow little spurts of air whistled from her lips. It would get easier. This first time was trying for her. He knew that. But he also knew he needed to set a precedent immediately so there would be no doubt what his expectations were.
He would shave her like this every morning. Sometimes he would get her aroused first. Other times he wouldn’t. Rarely would he let her come before he used the razor on her folds. Though in the future he would often take his pleasure first to avoid the stiff cock now bobbing between his legs as he concentrated on shaving his sub.
Maggie’s knuckles turned white as she held herself for him. He was proud of her. She didn’t protest or make a sound. He knew this was difficult. She’d been submissive to other people, and even long-term, but not for Carlton. Not for a man. It would be challenging for her every day for a while, exposing herself to a man, and not just any man, but a strict Dom.
Carlton went over her folds several times to ensure she was completely bare. It would be easier tomorrow, but today, for this first shave, he needed to be more careful and
Similar Books
