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“Beyond good. This is going to be so much fun.”
“I’m glad you think so too. I’m not kidding about adding two weeks for every illegal orgasm, though. And if you have more than two, I’m not going to touch you at all until I’ve decided you’ve gained enough self-control.”
Fuck, that was terrifying, but so arousing at the same time.
This was going to be a long two weeks.
Leigh was practically vibrating out of her skin with need. Four weeks since she had last come, thanks to the extra two Morgan added when she came by accident just the day before her original two weeks was up.
Every day for those four weeks, sometimes two or three times a day, Morgan had subjected her to the most delicious torture imaginable. Some days, Leigh literally sobbed as she begged to come, but Morgan remained firm. Leigh would come before four weeks only if she decided to end the game they were playing.
Leigh was enjoying the game far too much to end it.
But the time had finally arrived. This was the day. She just had to survive Morgan teasing and testing her for a little bit longer, and then she wouldfinallybe allowed to come.
She and Morgan were already naked in bed. Morgan trailed a hand between Leigh’s legs, humming softly at what she found.
“You’re already wet.”
“I’m wet practically all the time nowadays,” Leigh grumbled. “All I can think about is sex. I’m supposed to be planning a wedding, and I can barely concentrate over the sound of my brain screaming for an orgasm from my secret lover.”
Morgan pulled back, giving Leigh a serious look. “If this is interfering with your life too much, we can—”
“No! I swear, I’m okay. I’m loving this, Morgan.”
“Good. I’m not going to tie you up. I don’t think we’ll test your self-control that way just yet.”
Nothing brought Leigh closer to the edge than being tied.
“I’m going to lick you for a bit. If you can hold out until I say so, you get to come. If not… six weeks.”
Leigh wouldn’t survive six weeks. She would be the first person in history ever to die of horniness.
Morgan didn’t give her time to mentally prepare. She spread Leigh’s folds with one swift movement and gave her a long, slow lick.
Leigh cried out, writhing on Morgan’s tongue. Everything was so intense, and she was already so close. She’d been so close for days now, afraid even to wash herself properly in the shower lest she accidentally come from the contact.
Morgan licked and licked until Leigh thought she might lose her mind. They must be getting close now. Surely, Morgan would let her come soon. She couldn’t hold on much—
The doorbell rang.
Fuck.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, she’d completely forgotten. In her wild state of need, Leigh had let her mother’s visit slip her mind.
“Leigh? What’s wrong?”
Leigh was already scrambling to get dressed. “It’s my mom. She’s here to talk about the wedding. Fuck, I’m so sorry, Morgan, I forgot.”
Morgan leaped out of bed and started getting dressed too, laughing at the situation, but she paused to give Leigh a heated look. “We’ll finish this later.”
Leigh moaned. She was soaking wet and her clit throbbed and ached.
She didn’t know how she was going to survive until later.
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Morgan
