thigh. The hot river trickled across her skin, drying as it went. The sting melted away quickly, leaving behind warmth that soaked into her. Darcy pushed her shirt up to just below her breasts, exposing her belly. With no additional preamble, he began to drop globs on her, pausing to use his free hand to draw circles, stretching the wax out.
“I could spend all night painting you like this.” Another sting, soothed away by his touch. “I could write my name on you, stake my claim so no other man would even think about trying to take you from me.”
Groaning, she bucked her hips, wishing for something more. Needing his touch to soothe the ache building inside her. “Please.”
“Ah kitten, you love this. Don’t you?”
“Darcy—”
He lifted her shirt up to her throat, exposing her breasts to him. “You’re fucking beautiful.”
No , not me. Not beautiful.
Darcy gently took her by the chin and turned her face to his. “Yes you are. Don’t ever let anyone try and tell you otherwise.”
A smattering of wax dropped across her breasts, but Petra didn’t feel the sting. Her entire focus was on Darcy’s face. The lust and awe reflected there blew her mind as he continued to play, smearing and drawing across her skin.
It was too much for her. “Darcy, please .”
There must have been something in her tone that finally broke through the lust-haze he’d fallen under. Darcy pulled back to admire his handiwork. “You’re like living art.”
“I’ll be dead art soon if I don’t get to come.”
Petra should have known things weren’t going to be that easy when Darcy smirked. “Really? So, you’re asking for me to hurry things up a bit?”
“Yes!” Stupid , ignorant man.
Turning the candle upside-down, Darcy spilled copious amounts of wax across his fingertips. Coating them far thicker than anything either of them had done on the rest of their bodies, she was surprised when he then blew the candle out and set it aside.
“What are you doing?”
He ignored her question and blew on the wax, encouraging it to dry faster. Petra didn’t have to wait long to find out what he had in mind. The next thing she knew, he’d dipped his head down to capture her nipple in his mouth, teasing the tip of the other one with his wax coated fingertips.
“Oh fuck.” She bucked and squirmed beneath his ministrations, almost forgetting herself and nearly moving her hands. Not because she wanted to push him away, but because she wanted to curl herself around him.
“Not yet. I have something else in mind. Hands and knees. Now.”
Petra thought she knew exactly what he was going to do. She wasn’t aware of the vibrator until she felt the tip of it press against her asshole. Trying to squirm away was futile, as he held her still with a hand on her hip.
“The only one who’s going to get fucked in the ass with a vibrator is you. Have a problem with that?”
Her brain short-circuited, making a response impossible.
“I even found the lube.” The cold gel was a stark contrast to the earlier hot wax as he squirted it along her asshole. “I have a condom in my pocket. I’ll get it in a minute.”
The vibrator tickled when he flicked it on. Shit, she’d never done anything like this before, but when Darcy pushed the first inch of the thin plastic past the ring of muscles, Petra couldn’t understand why not.
Vibrations went through the lower half of her body, teasing her from the inside out. As Darcy began to fuck her with the vibrator, Petra’s arousal grew to the point where she thought she’d be able to come from this alone. Moans slipped from her as she slowly lost control.
“Christ, you’re so close. Don’t move.” He gave her ass a slap. “And don’t you dare come.”
He pushed the vibrator in as far as it would go, before leaving her to go in search of a condom.
“Don’t leave me like this.”
“Consider it an introduction to BDSM.”
“What the hell do you know about BDSM?”
“I’ve
“I could spend all night painting you like this.” Another sting, soothed away by his touch. “I could write my name on you, stake my claim so no other man would even think about trying to take you from me.”
Groaning, she bucked her hips, wishing for something more. Needing his touch to soothe the ache building inside her. “Please.”
“Ah kitten, you love this. Don’t you?”
“Darcy—”
He lifted her shirt up to her throat, exposing her breasts to him. “You’re fucking beautiful.”
No , not me. Not beautiful.
Darcy gently took her by the chin and turned her face to his. “Yes you are. Don’t ever let anyone try and tell you otherwise.”
A smattering of wax dropped across her breasts, but Petra didn’t feel the sting. Her entire focus was on Darcy’s face. The lust and awe reflected there blew her mind as he continued to play, smearing and drawing across her skin.
It was too much for her. “Darcy, please .”
There must have been something in her tone that finally broke through the lust-haze he’d fallen under. Darcy pulled back to admire his handiwork. “You’re like living art.”
“I’ll be dead art soon if I don’t get to come.”
Petra should have known things weren’t going to be that easy when Darcy smirked. “Really? So, you’re asking for me to hurry things up a bit?”
“Yes!” Stupid , ignorant man.
Turning the candle upside-down, Darcy spilled copious amounts of wax across his fingertips. Coating them far thicker than anything either of them had done on the rest of their bodies, she was surprised when he then blew the candle out and set it aside.
“What are you doing?”
He ignored her question and blew on the wax, encouraging it to dry faster. Petra didn’t have to wait long to find out what he had in mind. The next thing she knew, he’d dipped his head down to capture her nipple in his mouth, teasing the tip of the other one with his wax coated fingertips.
“Oh fuck.” She bucked and squirmed beneath his ministrations, almost forgetting herself and nearly moving her hands. Not because she wanted to push him away, but because she wanted to curl herself around him.
“Not yet. I have something else in mind. Hands and knees. Now.”
Petra thought she knew exactly what he was going to do. She wasn’t aware of the vibrator until she felt the tip of it press against her asshole. Trying to squirm away was futile, as he held her still with a hand on her hip.
“The only one who’s going to get fucked in the ass with a vibrator is you. Have a problem with that?”
Her brain short-circuited, making a response impossible.
“I even found the lube.” The cold gel was a stark contrast to the earlier hot wax as he squirted it along her asshole. “I have a condom in my pocket. I’ll get it in a minute.”
The vibrator tickled when he flicked it on. Shit, she’d never done anything like this before, but when Darcy pushed the first inch of the thin plastic past the ring of muscles, Petra couldn’t understand why not.
Vibrations went through the lower half of her body, teasing her from the inside out. As Darcy began to fuck her with the vibrator, Petra’s arousal grew to the point where she thought she’d be able to come from this alone. Moans slipped from her as she slowly lost control.
“Christ, you’re so close. Don’t move.” He gave her ass a slap. “And don’t you dare come.”
He pushed the vibrator in as far as it would go, before leaving her to go in search of a condom.
“Don’t leave me like this.”
“Consider it an introduction to BDSM.”
“What the hell do you know about BDSM?”
“I’ve
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