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“That's it,” he murmured, “spread your legs for me. Now, lean on the top of the chair and reach down to turn the vibrator on.”

My mouth dried as I felt for the long shaft, using my fingers to find the buttons. The whole thing started to vibrate violently as I accidentally knocked it. A small laugh slipped from me as the buzz filled the quiet room and my hand shot away.

“Don't laugh!” Joe snapped, his voice harsh.

I pursed my lips and nodded, my arms shaking as I awaited his next command.

“Now grab the top of the chair,” he said tightly, “and rub yourself on the head of the vibrator.”

Breathing deep, I held on to the wood and lowered my hips until the buzzing of the dildo came into contact with my crotch. The shock of the vibration made me gasp as I pushed myself harder against it. Lovely sparks of pleasure spread from my core to my clitoris and back.

“How does it feel?” he called.

“Naughty,” I replied, biting my lip as my hips gyrated against the gadget, “but so good.”

His chuckle was followed by the sound of the phone going dead. I paused, about to clamber off the seat to phone him back.

“Don't move,” his voice echoed in the room.

My heart jumped into my head and I almost fell backwards off the chair. His hands caught my hips, steadying me before I could make a complete twat of myself. The rhythm of my insides was irregular as I reached up to pull the mask off. He caught my hands and pulled them back to the top of the chair.

“Do you trust me?” he whispered near my ear.

I hadn't heard him creep in. In fact, how had I not heard him ask me how it felt to be grinding on a vibrator? A shudder moved me as I squeaked an affirmative.

“I like that you're here.” I relaxed, only flinching slightly when the cold of metal wrapped around my wrists.

Oh, bloody hell, it was one thing following his lead when he wasn't in the room, but now? He was handcuffing me to the crazy contraption, giving himself complete control over me. I wasn't sure I was ready.

“You're shivering,” he said, caressing a hand down my arm. “And you have goosebumps. Are you cold?”

Shaking my head, I wet my lips and let my mouth open, unable to express the emotions that were pulling at me. On one hand, I wanted him to do what he wanted. On the other, I was afraid of letting someone get too close. No one had been able to get inside my little mind, my big heart, or anywhere else, really.

His scent filtered up my nose as he brushed his stubbly jaw against my cheek. “Don't fear me,” he murmured, “I only want to release what's inside of you.”

“I'm not sure I'm ready for that.”Gripping the top of the chair, I squeezed the wood as he gently kissed my neck.

My head fell back and my eyes closed against the dark material. The feel of him against my skin when I couldn't see made it even more erotic.

“Do you know what's inside of you? Begging to come out?” His mouth moved against my skin as it trailed down my shoulder.

Swallowing, I pressed my tongue between my lips. “No, but whatever it is, I'm afraid of it.”

He stepped around the side of the chair, running his hand down my chest from behind. The other hand pushed me forward, edging me closer to the dildo. “Don't be afraid. You're vulnerable, yes, but I'm here to guide you. Just listen to me and know that I'll take you there.”

“Where?” My breath hitched when he grabbed both of my hips and pushed me forward, onto the vibrator.

Holding tightly to the chair, I tried to steady my shaky knees as the vibration of the dildo hit me right on the clitoris. Rubbing myself against it, I let my head drop back and moved my head side to side to brush my hair against the skin on my bare back.

“No more questions.” He stroked up the back of my thighs and under my skirt, cupping my buttocks and squeezing gently.

Every nerve in my body was on high alert, sending my senses into overdrive. I couldn't see him, which only added to the heightened awareness. My pussy was heavy with desire and my clit was tingling. It wouldn't take much to send me over the edge, in fact–

“Slow down,” he said, “you should take your time. You cannot orgasm until I allow it.”

Huh?

Panting, I slowed my grinding but groaned when he reached between my legs and moved my underwear to the side. He then guided the vibrator to my entrance, rubbing it around my sensitive skin. The touch of his fingers made me whine and I tried to sit down, to get more of him inside me. He used his free hand to hold me under the armpit, forcing me to stay higher above the vibrator than I would've liked.

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