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  “I…but I…” My entire body, so flushed with desire only a moment ago, is suddenly cold. I can’t do this—can’t touch myself in front of him. He already saw me doing it early today when he caught me on the webcam. That was an accident but it will still go down in my personal history of most mortifying moments of all time. And now he wants me to do it again but this time on purpose? “I can’t,” I say, my voice trembling. “I don’t… I’ve never…never done that in front of anyone.”

  “You’ve never had a Master before, either.” Aiden’s voice has dropped a register and his eyes are stern and uncompromising. “But now you do. And it would please me greatly, Emma, to watch you stroke your pussy until you come for me.”

  I can’t believe this. He’s serious—he’s really going to make me do this. “What-what if I won’t?” I ask hesitantly.

  He frowns. “Then I’ll punish you. And you won’t be allowed to come all day tomorrow or the next day or the day after that. Believe me, Emma, the buildup of sexual tension can be quite painful after a while.”

  I bite my lip. “I’m just… I’m embarrassed.”

  “Of what?” he asks softly. “You’ve got a beautiful body I love looking at and you make the most appealing sounds when you come. So soft and helpless—it makes me hard just thinking about it.” Reaching up, he strokes a strand of hair out of my eyes. “Go on, darling,” he murmurs, looking at me steadily. “Put on a show for me. Let me see you touch yourself—touch your little pussy.”

  I don’t know what else to do. Taking a deep breath, I let my hand slide down my trembling abdomen slowly, slowly, until I finally reach my mound. Closing my eyes, I slip my fingers inside my wet folds and begin rapidly stroking my swollen clit.

  “No.” Aiden’s stern voice interrupts my concentration. My fingers stop moving and my eyes fly open. What was I doing wrong? “Look at me,” he instructs, cupping my cheek. “I want to look into your eyes while you come.”

  “Y-yes Master,” I whisper. The intensity of his gaze is hard to bear—it’s so intimate, so invasive. But I force myself to stare into his face as my fingers go back to work, stroking my swollen clit.

  “Beautiful.” Aiden spares a glance down between us, studying my fingers, watching the way I work on myself before he looks into my eyes again. “I love watching you pleasure yourself, Emma. I love how pink and flushed your cheeks get and how bright your eyes are. Not to mention the way your slim fingers stroke that hot little clit.” He caresses my hair. “Tell me, darling, are you getting close?”

  I am but the ultimate peak is still eluding me. Part of the reason is embarrassment—though I’m slowly getting used to it, my innermost self is still screaming that this is a private act and I shouldn’t be performing it for anyone to watch. The other part is that I need something else, something more…but what, I don’t know.

  Aiden seems to know, though. “Would you mind if I helped out?” he asks, softly.

  “Of course not, Master,” I whisper breathlessly.

  “Good.” Gently but firmly, he slides two long fingers deep into my heated pussy and begins to finger-fuck me in a slow, steady rhythm. “Now come for me, Emma,” he commands in that low, forceful voice. “Come for me and let me feel your sweet pussy squeezing my fingers.”

  Oh Goddess, I couldn’t stop myself if I wanted to! He’s fucking me harder now, pressing deep inside me with every thrust. And all the time his eyes hold mine with a burning intensity that makes me feel as if I can’t look away.

  My orgasm hits me in a rush so powerful I feel faint. “Aiden,” I gasp. “Master…oh!” I can feel my pussy contracting around his fingers, feel my hips thrusting to meet his rhythm as I lose myself completely in the pleasure of the moment.

  “Good girl, Emma,” he whispers fiercely, his eyes burning with lust. “Come for me, darling. Come hard. Gods, I wish I had my cock inside you instead of my fingers.”

  The thought of that long, hard ridge of flesh I can feel under my ass sliding deep inside me, fucking me, makes my body tremble with longing. Goddess, his fingers feel so good but I need more. So much more…

  “I can’t give you what you want, not tonight,” Aiden says and I realize I’ve been speaking my thoughts aloud. “I’m sorry, darling, but you’re just not ready.”

  “You are, though.” I wiggle on top of him, eliciting a low groan. “Let me make you come, Master,” I beg, for the second time that night. “I don’t have to use my mouth if you don’t want me to. I can just…rub against you some. Please?”

  I don’t know why I want this so much but I do—Goddess, I really do. And I can sense that Aiden wants it too. Of course, it wouldn’t take a psychic to feel the huge lump of his cock growing in those tight jeans.

  “Very well,” he growls at last. “When the time draws closer, we’ll have to conserve our sexual longing. But we still have days before the event.”

  I have no idea what he means by this but the sight of his long, thick cock making its second appearance of the night drives it completely from my mind.

  “Now then,” Aiden growls, pulling me closer. “Ride me, my little witch. Slide that hot little pussy against my cock until I coat your belly with my cum.”

  I am more than eager to comply. Pressing close to him, I spread my cunt lips and enfold his thick shaft in my creamy pussy. We both moan at the intimate contact and I gasp as I feel his heated cock glide over my throbbing clit. I’m still so sensitive from coming that I feel almost raw—the sensation of his hot, silky skin against mine is almost too much, too intense. And yet, I want more of it—so much more.

  Aiden guides me, his big hands bracketing my hips as he pulls me against him. But I’m not content to let him control things completely. Reaching between us, I press his shaft deeper into my folds and work my hips against him, coating him thoroughly with my slippery honey as I ride the hot ridge of his cock.

  I’ve never touched a man like this before, never gone so far, and I want to go further—want to go all the way. The sensation of his heated flesh rubbing against mine is delicious and with each long up-and-down stroke the broad head of his cock bumps over my clit. I tilt my pelvis, sliding up and down against him with his shaft pressed between us. When I rise above him, of his cock slides down to press against the entrance of my pussy for just a moment before I slide down again, rubbing his hard ridge against the tender bud of my clit.

  I begin to have a very vivid fantasy. I want to wait for the moment when the head of his cock is lodged at my wet opening. Then I’ll rise up higher on my knees and thrust my hips forward. That way when I move down again, he’ll slide into me rather than against me.

  I can almost seeit happening, can almost feelhis thickness breaching my entrance and filling my pussy. The temptation to put my plan in action is almost too great to be denied. I’m just about to do it…when I look into Aiden’s eyes again and realize he knows exactly what I’m thinking.

  “No, darling,” he says, his voice stern despite almost being hoarse with lust. “I’d hurt you and that’s the last thing I want to do. You’re not ready yet—tonight I’m just going to come on your belly.” He grips my hips more tightly and pulls me against him, stilling my own motion, making me submit to him. “And you’re going to come with me.”

  I’m already hot and on the edge. The way he pulls me to him and the short, hard, masterful thrusts that rub the broad shaft of his cock almost roughly against my throbbing clit push me over again. I cry out his name and grip his broad shoulders tightly as I feel myself clenching again, my whole body going tense with orgasm.

  Aiden lets out a low groan and then I feel a new sensation—something hot and wet is jetting from his cock in hard, short spurts and coating both our bellies.

  Curious and still hazy with lust, I look down to see his cock spurting between us. He’s still pressed between my pussy lips and I can feel each jet of cum traveling up his thick shaft before it wets my belly.

  I can’t help staring in awe. Goddess, he’s right, he doescome a lo