Page 40 of Blaze

She’s learning an important lesson about how dominant I can be and how responsive she is when I control her.

“You’re curious,” I whisper.“You want to know what it feels like to have your bottom spanked, but now you want to have your nipples swatted, too.Imagine how your pussy will sting when I spread your legs and swat your clit.”

Her little noises are delightful.

“If you’re naughty enough to play with your pussy, I’ll make you hold yourself open for me so I can spank your wet bud.”

“Fuck…” she mutters.

“We can do that, too, after you marry me,” I tease.I circle her tight nipple with one finger, not touching it directly.“I’ll have months to help you learn not to touch yourself.By the time you give birth, you’ll know better than to bring your fingers near these teats.You’ll defer to me to decide when you need to be milked.”

A long moan escapes her lips.

Fuck.Me.

“Blaze…”

“Victoria…” I tease.

Another moan.

“You never need to worry about your breasts, Victoria.When they’re full, I will milk them.If you get a clogged duct, I will massage it with a warm compress.I will bring our babies to your teats when it’s time to nurse and suckle them myself in between.I will pad them in your nursing bras when necessary or leave them exposed and dripping ifIthink it’s what you need.”

She’s panting so loudly it’s a wonder she’s not hoarse.When she arches her chest to get more contact, I remove my fingers and grip her waist, denying her what she craves.

Her eyes pop wide as her mouth falls open.“Please…”

I love that sound.It makes my cock harder than ever.I scoot farther down the couch, dragging her with me so her head ends up flat on the cushions.

She’s still watching me with those big brown eyes.

“Pull your shirt up, baby,” I order.

She awkwardly lifts it above her breasts.

“Good girl.”Taking my time, I trail a finger along the edge of her bra.The simplicity of it is sexy in and of itself.Just an ordinary bra.I’ll buy her sexy lingerie, but I’ll probably always find this sort of plain white cotton sexier than anything from a boutique.

While shifting my gaze back and forth between her eyes and her chest, I tease her with one finger, dipping under the cups without touching her nipples.

She writhes, her hands fisted at her sides.“Blaze…”

I love my name on her lips, too.It’s as nice as when she says please.Both of them come out in a begging tone.

Eventually, I slide my hand under her back.She arches for me, giving me the space I need to pop her bra open.“Such a good girl,” I praise.

My cock lurches in my jeans as I expose her tits.It’s not as though I haven’t seen them before, but they’re sexy every time I unveil them.I love that they will change and go through so many stages over the course of her life.I can’t wait to watch the evolution of her body.

I circle her nipples again, one at a time.“Do you understand the control I have over you, Victoria?”

She nods, whimpering.“Yes.”

“It feels good, doesn’t it?”

Another nod, faster.

“You need to come, don’t you, baby?”

“Yes.Please…”