Page 25 of Blaze

I press my thighs together.My pussy is pulsing with need.It’s not something I’ve ever experienced, and he wants to wait for marriage?What century are we in?

Blaze releases my breast to grip the back of my thigh, his palm on my butt.“Stop squirming, naughty girl.No masturbating.Your orgasms are mine.All of them.Don’t you dare touch yourself without permission.That includes rubbing your legs together to get relief.”

I’m panting.What the fuck?My breasts feel heavy, which is not something I’ve ever experienced.All that talk about them being filled with milk has made them seem larger.My nipples are hard points, begging for more attention.And he’s right.I need to come.I feel…desperate.

That’s the very word he used to describe what happens to everyone who enters this mansion.I think I get it now.

“Tell me, Vicky… Are you wet for me?”

“Yes…” I breathe out.I even bend my knee and pull my top leg toward my chest, opening myself up to him.Without panties, I’m vulnerable.

He slides his fingers around the back of my thigh as he leans back to look me in the eyes.“You won’t get my cock until we’re married, but I will make you wish you could have it, baby.”He inches his fingers closer to my pussy and tugs on the skin, opening me up, exposing my entrance to the air.

I gasp.That damn desperation consumes me.I’ve never felt anything close to this.I would probably agree to marry him this afternoon if I could stand on my own.

Blaze doesn’t release my gaze as he finally strokes one finger through my folds.So gently, I’m not even sure he’s touching me.

My head tips back, and my eyes roll into my skull.

“Eyes on me,” he demands.

Wetness runs out of me to coat his finger at his dominance.But I also lower my gaze to his again.

“Good girl.Tell me how many men have been inside you,” he commands.

I flush.

“I don’t care what the number is, baby.I just want to know how much experience you’ve had.”

“None,” I whisper, feeling incredibly vulnerable.

His brows lift.“You’re a virgin?”he murmurs.

I nod, swallowing.

He smiles and brings his forehead to mine.“Fuck me.”He dances his fingers along my folds.

I can’t breathe as sensation overwhelms me.Nerve endings I’m unfamiliar with awaken.I’m all tingly and hot between my legs.

“This pussy is all mine?”

Apparently.It’s not like I could tell him no.I’m trapped here, just like he said I would be.It’s not as though he didn’t warn me this would happen, but supernatural shit is freaking me out a bit.Does this old mansion really have powers?

“What’s been inside your sweet cunt, Vicky?Tampons?Dildos?Vibrators?”

I shiver.“Just tampons.”

He hesitates.“Not even your fingers, baby?”

I shake my head.I’m embarrassed, but I think it pleases him, so there’s no reason to be.I shared a room while I was in college, and there was no way I would have masturbated in my stepmom’s house.I wouldn’t have taken the risk of getting caught.

“You’ve never had an orgasm?”

“No,” I mumble.I’ve never even been close to the sensations I’m feeling right now.

Blaze removes his finger from my pussy, making me whimper.He lifts it between us.It’s glistening with my arousal, and he brings it into his mouth and sucks it clean.

It’s so dirty.