The Exhibitionist
Page 24
I sucked it deep into my mouth, tasting myself and the salt from his skin.
“Do you taste how turned on you are?” He circled his hips again and the action caused my pelvis to hit the wall of the balcony. The coolness from the stone rubbed my clit and sent shock waves through my body.
“Oh, fuck,” I said, but tried to hit the spot again.
Nathaniel took my hips and pulled me back. “Not yet, greedy girl. We’ve just started. Might want to go ahead and think about what you’re going to translate into German tonight.”
“Please, Master. I can’t think about anything but how much I want you inside me.”
“I’m not quite ready to fuck you yet. How about if you watch the trio downstairs and tell me what they’re doing? In German.”
“Du bis so gemein, Meister,” I said, telling him he was mean.
“You might want to rethink that, Abigail,” he said, and took a step back as if to prove his point. “I can show you mean if you’d like.”
“Sorry, Master.”
“Besides, I’m not mean.”
“Right, Master.”
“I’m fucking diabolical.” He spoke the last word as he pushed three fingers inside me. “Don’t move.”
I whimpered. Holy shit, he felt so good. I wanted to move and get more of him inside me, but I forced myself to be still.
“Now tell me what they’re doing,” he said.
I murmured in perfect German that she had one in her mouth.
“Always a good idea to keep a sub’s mouth occupied.” He hooked his fingers up, touching that spot that drove me crazy. “I’d fuck yours, but you have German to work on. Tell me what the other one is doing.”
I replied that his head was between her legs.
“Ah, he’s tasting her.” He removed his fingers abruptly and I heard him lick them. “Mmm,” he hummed.
I expected him to finger-fuck me again, so I was surprised when his hands came up to my shoulders.
“I want you leaning over the stone so that when I fuck you, your nipples scrape the railing. Can you do that?”
“Yes, Master.” I readjusted my stance, aided by his hands, pushing me into place.
“Tell me what the two men are doing now.”
“The one guy has stopped licking her and he’s penetrating her now. She’s arching, but the other one is holding her head still while he uses her mouth.”
Nathaniel spanked my ass. Hard. Ow. Fuck.
“What was wrong with how you answered?” he asked.
Shit.
“I didn’t answer in German, Master.”
“Right, so answer the question again the right way.”
I repeated my answer as he instructed.
“Good girl,” he said. “I think that deserves a reward.”
I held still, not trusting myself not to move. “Ich danke dir, Meister.”
He took hold of my waist and then entered me with just the tip of his cock. It was torture, feeling him right there but not any farther. I could imagine how good it was going to feel when he finally took me.
But what the hell was he waiting for?
Holding his hips steady, he inched his hands up my body, brushing along my breasts, easing across my shoulders. Ever so gently he wove his fingers through my hair, caressing my scalp. It was slow and sensual and my muscles relaxed under his touch. I anticipated him entering me the exact same way. I sighed in bliss.
Before I finished my sigh, he grabbed my hair, jerked my head back, and thrust inside with one powerful stroke. I almost climaxed and stopped myself just in time.
“Holy shit, Master.” I forced myself to take long, deep breaths because I was still dangerously close to coming.
He held still and I gulped at how big he felt inside me. I wasn’t sure if it was the angle or our positions or what. But damn.
He rolled his hips, going deeper and hitting different spots. I gasped and blindly clutched the wall before me. Holy hell.
“Been too long, hasn’t it?” he said, and his voice was coarser than I’d expected.
“What?” My mind was overwhelmed by the physical sensations he’d created in my body. It couldn’t process anything requiring something as mundane as thought, much less conversation.
“Since I’ve taken you like this,” he explained. “Hard and fast and with the potential of people watching.”
“Yes,” I said in a half groan, half moan as he rolled his hips again. “Too long.” And I wished we were downstairs on the courtyard, where there was more than just the potential of people watching. It was a guarantee.
He gave a thrust and my chest scraped against the stone just as he said it would. It was just the right amount of ouch mixed with yes and please, again more.
“Tell me what they’re doing now.”
“In German, Master?”
“Of course.”
I took a deep breath and opened my eyes, though they almost fluttered closed as he moved inside me again. My body shivered in response. Parts of me that had been dormant for far too long were waking up and I had to force myself to focus on the trio below us. If I didn’t, I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold back my climax.
“Tell me,” he repeated.
I worked through the German words in my mind and that was enough to keep my climax at bay. “One’s fucking her and the other just came in her mouth. Now he’s fondling her breasts.”
It probably felt similar to what I was experiencing with the stone wall. Though I did wonder if he was stroking or pinching. Was he being rough? As I watched, she let out a yelp. I saw her mouth move and his evil-looking smile at her response. Yes, he was rough and judging by her expression, she loved it.
Behind me, Nathaniel drove into me again and I let out my own yelp.
“You see her getting fucked? You’re in a similar situation, except with only one Dom.” He started moving faster and I panted in short, choppy breaths.
The woman’s head turned slightly and she seemed to look our way. I didn’t think we were visible, especially to those in the courtyard. Probably all she saw were moving shadows. But whatever she saw caused a smile to cover her face and she said something to the two men. They answered but didn’t look our way. However, I did notice the one started thrusting harder.
Or maybe that was Nathaniel.
Damn, I needed to come. But he had been right, he was acting diabolical and teasing every last ounce of pleasure possible from my body and it was taking all my self-control not to give in to my need to climax. Even translating the actions of the trio into German hadn’t helped that much.
“Do you taste how turned on you are?” He circled his hips again and the action caused my pelvis to hit the wall of the balcony. The coolness from the stone rubbed my clit and sent shock waves through my body.
“Oh, fuck,” I said, but tried to hit the spot again.
Nathaniel took my hips and pulled me back. “Not yet, greedy girl. We’ve just started. Might want to go ahead and think about what you’re going to translate into German tonight.”
“Please, Master. I can’t think about anything but how much I want you inside me.”
“I’m not quite ready to fuck you yet. How about if you watch the trio downstairs and tell me what they’re doing? In German.”
“Du bis so gemein, Meister,” I said, telling him he was mean.
“You might want to rethink that, Abigail,” he said, and took a step back as if to prove his point. “I can show you mean if you’d like.”
“Sorry, Master.”
“Besides, I’m not mean.”
“Right, Master.”
“I’m fucking diabolical.” He spoke the last word as he pushed three fingers inside me. “Don’t move.”
I whimpered. Holy shit, he felt so good. I wanted to move and get more of him inside me, but I forced myself to be still.
“Now tell me what they’re doing,” he said.
I murmured in perfect German that she had one in her mouth.
“Always a good idea to keep a sub’s mouth occupied.” He hooked his fingers up, touching that spot that drove me crazy. “I’d fuck yours, but you have German to work on. Tell me what the other one is doing.”
I replied that his head was between her legs.
“Ah, he’s tasting her.” He removed his fingers abruptly and I heard him lick them. “Mmm,” he hummed.
I expected him to finger-fuck me again, so I was surprised when his hands came up to my shoulders.
“I want you leaning over the stone so that when I fuck you, your nipples scrape the railing. Can you do that?”
“Yes, Master.” I readjusted my stance, aided by his hands, pushing me into place.
“Tell me what the two men are doing now.”
“The one guy has stopped licking her and he’s penetrating her now. She’s arching, but the other one is holding her head still while he uses her mouth.”
Nathaniel spanked my ass. Hard. Ow. Fuck.
“What was wrong with how you answered?” he asked.
Shit.
“I didn’t answer in German, Master.”
“Right, so answer the question again the right way.”
I repeated my answer as he instructed.
“Good girl,” he said. “I think that deserves a reward.”
I held still, not trusting myself not to move. “Ich danke dir, Meister.”
He took hold of my waist and then entered me with just the tip of his cock. It was torture, feeling him right there but not any farther. I could imagine how good it was going to feel when he finally took me.
But what the hell was he waiting for?
Holding his hips steady, he inched his hands up my body, brushing along my breasts, easing across my shoulders. Ever so gently he wove his fingers through my hair, caressing my scalp. It was slow and sensual and my muscles relaxed under his touch. I anticipated him entering me the exact same way. I sighed in bliss.
Before I finished my sigh, he grabbed my hair, jerked my head back, and thrust inside with one powerful stroke. I almost climaxed and stopped myself just in time.
“Holy shit, Master.” I forced myself to take long, deep breaths because I was still dangerously close to coming.
He held still and I gulped at how big he felt inside me. I wasn’t sure if it was the angle or our positions or what. But damn.
He rolled his hips, going deeper and hitting different spots. I gasped and blindly clutched the wall before me. Holy hell.
“Been too long, hasn’t it?” he said, and his voice was coarser than I’d expected.
“What?” My mind was overwhelmed by the physical sensations he’d created in my body. It couldn’t process anything requiring something as mundane as thought, much less conversation.
“Since I’ve taken you like this,” he explained. “Hard and fast and with the potential of people watching.”
“Yes,” I said in a half groan, half moan as he rolled his hips again. “Too long.” And I wished we were downstairs on the courtyard, where there was more than just the potential of people watching. It was a guarantee.
He gave a thrust and my chest scraped against the stone just as he said it would. It was just the right amount of ouch mixed with yes and please, again more.
“Tell me what they’re doing now.”
“In German, Master?”
“Of course.”
I took a deep breath and opened my eyes, though they almost fluttered closed as he moved inside me again. My body shivered in response. Parts of me that had been dormant for far too long were waking up and I had to force myself to focus on the trio below us. If I didn’t, I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold back my climax.
“Tell me,” he repeated.
I worked through the German words in my mind and that was enough to keep my climax at bay. “One’s fucking her and the other just came in her mouth. Now he’s fondling her breasts.”
It probably felt similar to what I was experiencing with the stone wall. Though I did wonder if he was stroking or pinching. Was he being rough? As I watched, she let out a yelp. I saw her mouth move and his evil-looking smile at her response. Yes, he was rough and judging by her expression, she loved it.
Behind me, Nathaniel drove into me again and I let out my own yelp.
“You see her getting fucked? You’re in a similar situation, except with only one Dom.” He started moving faster and I panted in short, choppy breaths.
The woman’s head turned slightly and she seemed to look our way. I didn’t think we were visible, especially to those in the courtyard. Probably all she saw were moving shadows. But whatever she saw caused a smile to cover her face and she said something to the two men. They answered but didn’t look our way. However, I did notice the one started thrusting harder.
Or maybe that was Nathaniel.
Damn, I needed to come. But he had been right, he was acting diabolical and teasing every last ounce of pleasure possible from my body and it was taking all my self-control not to give in to my need to climax. Even translating the actions of the trio into German hadn’t helped that much.
