Page 8 of Adam’s Obsession

The friction of the brush through her satin teddy created aline of arousal, a thread of excitement that shot from her nipples to her clitand back again. Before long, she was writhing on the bed, thrusting her hips inhelpless entreaty, panting and mewling like a cat in heat.

SAVAGE: Wildkat?

WILDKAT: God. Savage. Please. Please. I am begging you!Please let me come.

SAVAGE: In a minute. Do you have the remote for thevibrator?

She scrabbled for it.

WILDKAT: Yes.

SAVAGE: Turn it up. Slowly. And while you are doing that,keep rubbing your nipples with the brush. First one, then the other. Are youdoing it?

WILDKAT: Yes.

Yes. Yes! But it was so annoying to have to stop to type herresponse.

SAVAGE: How does it feel?

WILDKAT: I’m losing it. I’m losing it. I can’t—

SAVAGE: Yes, you can. Hold on a little more. Just a little.Turn it up again. Now reach down and rub your clit. I want you toying with yourclit and tormenting your nipples as the vibrator fills your pussy. Now. Holdon. Hold on.

WILDKAT: Please. Please Savage. Let me come. I’ll doanything…

SAVAGE: Anything?

WILDKAT: Anything.

SAVAGE: Oh baby. I’ll hold you to that.

WILDKAT: Please!

SAVAGE: All right. Come for me, my sweet Wildkat. Come.

And she came.

The explosion was mind-boggling. It started as a tiny quiverdeep in her womb and fanned out in greater and greater waves that shook her tothe depths of her being. She felt powerful and dynamic and utterly renewed.

Transformed.

It was, by far, the best orgasm she’d had in her lifetime.

Long moments later, she was still panting, quaking,whimpering as exquisite aftershocks rocked her body.

SAVAGE: Are you okay?

WILDKAT: Better than okay. I’m phenomenal. How about you?

SAVAGE: Exhausted. You drained me dry.

WILDKAT: Do you mind?

SAVAGE: Not in the least. How did you like your punishment?

WILDKAT: Truthfully?

SAVAGE: We agreed we’d always be truthful.