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“Excellent! I want you to take a minute to think of something you could say both about the food you’re eating and about Cammie.”
Cammie’s eyes widened as she watched Zane’s thought process roll over his face. He looked at his chicken leg, then at his saucy fingers, then at her. She was about to make a joke when his eyes hooded, and their gazes locked. A fizzle of heat pooled in Cammie’s belly, and she put her next bite down.
“Are you ready, Zane?” Dr. Rose purred.
Zane tossed his chicken leg into an empty container, then wiped his hands on a napkin. “Ready.”
“Lean toward Cammie. Get really close.”
Zane shifted in the beanbag and nestled even closer to Cammie. His breath caressed her neck and it smelled like garlic and sauce and all the things that made her hungry for him. He cupped his hands under her chin and pushed her face up with his thumbs. It was a possessive gesture that made Cammie snap to attention. His eyes blazed with lust and his lips were almost touching hers. Her nipples budded and throbbed. Her pussy clenched and her body vibrated.
“Now, when you say your words, drop your voice so it sounds like a growl.”
He tilted her head and nuzzled her earlobe. She shivered, her nipples tightened harder, her pussy quivered faster.
“I want to lick your sauce and nibble your skin. I want to feast on you, devour you whole, make you scream.”
She believed him. Oh God…she wanted him to eat her whole. She wanted him to make her scream.
“Very good, Zane!” Dr. Rose’s voice broke the spell that Zane was weaving. “Your growl is sensational!”
Zane pulled back so he could look Cammie in the eyes and what she saw, his expression of feral want, made her shiver all over again. He kissed her briefly. She tasted the barbecue sauce on his lips and wondered what it would feel like if he spread some sauce on her tits then sucked it off.
Zane let her face go. She couldn’t move, stuck in a lusty fog of dirty thoughts and swirling pulses.
“Now, Cammie, your turn,” Dr. Rose said.
At the sound of her name, Cammie snapped out of her head then prayed she didn’t make a fool of herself. “Ready.”
“Excellent! Now Cammie, I want you to demand something from Zane. Use your words and tell him exactly what you want him to do.”
Okay, not hugely out of her comfort zone. She quickly glanced at the door. No lock. That made her uneasy. Anyone could walk in at any moment. She cringed. Zane started to wave like he was giving her permission to skip it.
But Cammie wasn’t a quitter.
She could push herself out of her comfort zone a little if only because she really, really, wanted Zane to put his words to action.
Instead of just using words herself, she shifted the shoulder straps over her arms and yanked the halter portion of her dress down so her breasts were free. Zane’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head.
“Zane,” she purred as she dipped her fingers into the sauce from the ribs.
“That’s it, Cammie, perfect tone! Keep going!” Dr. Rose said.
“I want you to kiss me…here.” She rubbed the sauce over her nipples.
“Be explicit, Cammie. Now’s not the time to be shy!” Dr. Rose sounded like a cheer captain.
Zane was already diving for her tits, one hand cupping so he could leverage her nipple to his lips while he slipped his other hand around her back and hoisted her closer to him.
“Zane,” she groaned as his lips closed over her nipple. “Suck my tits…hard!”
“That’s perfect, Cammie! Well done! I love your candor.” Dr. Rose rustled a few papers again. “I’m going to pop over to another couple for a few minutes, but I’ll leave you to practice using explicit language with one another, okay? Be back in a jiff!”
Zane was slurping and sucking, transitioning between one nipple to the next and Cammie couldn’t help but writhe under his attention.
“Your tits are delicious,” Zane growled.
“Zane,” Cammie gasped, “I want you to lick my clit.” While she did enjoy being a sub and taking orders, there was something about demanding Zane’s attention that revved her up.
