Page 55 of Sterling Touch
“Came to play again,” I admit, running my finger down the side of her neck, tracing over her collarbone, like I did last night with her magic wand. I dip my finger down her chest and hook it into the opening of my shirt on her, only three buttons looped again tonight, revealing a hint of her cleavage once more.
“Want to steal more bases?” Her voice is quiet, low and sultry.
“Looking for another doubleheader.” I hum, watching myfingertip glide over her flesh. I’m aware that my breathing is exaggerated. My voice commanding when I add, “Spread your legs for me, Vale.”
Instantly, she complies, spreading her knees wide. I reach for her backside, dragging her to the edge of the bed.
“Good girl,” I whisper.
Vale’s breath hitches.
“You got a praise kink, Bee?” I reach for the looped buttons on the flannel covering her, needing to unbutton them and see more of her luscious body.
Vale shrugs. “Who doesn’t want to be told once in while they’re doing well?”
It strikes me that as much as Vale proclaims she can take care of herself, she might not be complimented for the jobs she does. Mother. Sister. Friend. Worker.
“You’re doing more than well.” I chuff, peeling apart the two sides of my flannel shirt and revealing the beauty of Valentine Sylver. The swell of her breasts. The valley of her belly. The curve of her hips.
Vale is already a work of art, yet I want to sculpt her body with my hands. My fingers shake as I place them on her belly which she sucks inward. Faint lines stretch across her skin. Hudson’s doing. It’s beautiful.
Softly, she giggles. “Sorry.”
“Ticklish?”
She shakes her head and chews her lower lip. With both of us watching my hands, I climb up her body, cupping the weight of each breast in my palms before fully squeezing one, lifting it and lowering my head to take a sip. Sucking the swell, I eventually nip at the sharp peak, then move to the other breast and repeat.
Pulling back, I glance up to meet Vale’s eyes. “Sensitive?”
“A little,” she lies, as her breathing grows heavier, and her answer is raspy.
I want to touch Vale in other ways, but tonight, I also want to play again. I’m in no rush to prove what my hands can do, or my mouth, or my dick. I want every second to be about her.
“You have another magic wand, or should I use the same one?”
Vale nods toward her pillow where she stashed her vibrator last night.
Reaching beneath the fluffed item, I find what I want plus a small tube of lube. Vale didn’t need it last night. Pushing her knees wider apart, I stare at her pretty pink center, already milky and wet, but if she wants something extra, I have an idea.
I lift the fake cock for her lips. “Open.”
With strained willpower, I watch as Vale follows my command and wraps her lips around the silicone dildo. Her eyes are on me as she rolls her tongue around the tip before pulling it into the warmth of her mouth.
Fucking hell. I’m hard as a rock, like I was last night, and I’ll be taking care of that later with images of this moment in my head.
“Little tease should be your nickname.”
Vale chuckles as I pull the toy away from her mouth and settle it against her. With a flick of a switch, it comes to life and Vale flinches. A soft gasp escapes her lips as she watches where I’m touching her with her toy.
“You like that, sweetness?” I ask, speaking to her center.
Vale hums and I look up as her lids drowsily close. Her hands have been gripping the edge of the bed, but she slides them backward, tipping her body.
“Just want you to relax, Vale. Let me do the lifting.” Her gaze falls to my face for a second but when I move the wand to her clit, her lids close again. I want her eyes on me, but she mentioned how commands can shut her down and I want Vale worked up. I want her so wound that she only thinks about me and the pleasure I’m pulling from her.
A queen giving herself to her subject.
Vale’s toes are pointed on the floor and one of her knees begins to bounce. Mentally, I catalogue all her tells. A soft purr. A sharp gasp. How her legs eventually stiffen, and she digs her hands into the sleeping bag beneath her.
