Buying The Virgin Part 1-3

Chapter 132: The Girl Who Was Hunted - Chapter Forty-Eight

CHARLOTTE

It is very late at night, almost early in the morning. The light is eerie, just the glow of dials and displays on medical equipment. The only noise is the hum of air-con.

Michael spooned behind me, he and I sharing the single bed beside my Master, as, unable to sleep myself, I watch him sleep.

I had thought Michael was sleeping too, but he moves, lifting my hair away with one hand, to kiss the nape of my neck. The other hand sweeps the curve of my waist and hip.

“How are you feeling now?” he murmurs.

I turn to face him. “Much better, thanks. I’m…. I’m sorry I’ve been so awful the last few days. I didn’t know what to do, how to cope.”

He kisses me again, softly on the lips. “Sorry? For being upset when the man you love, is hovering between life and death? I don’t think so.”

“And what about the other man I love?”

He smiles, moving to wrap his arms around me. “You want to make love?”

“Mmm…. Yes.”

Hands around my shoulders and waist, he pulls me in close, his mouth open over mine. My Golden Angel is feeling lusty, and already his erection presses against my belly.

last few weeks, our lovemaking has been interrupted. But now, with my Master, if not well, at least on the mend, my libido surges. Desire for my Golden

dim half-light, he smiles. “Ahh…. that’s better. That’s my Charlotte

to the soft skin of my neck, nibbling and nuzzling. “You smell wonderful,” he says. “It’s good to see you smiling again.” His hand skims my waist, wanders up to a breast, which, stooping, he cups to his face. The nipple between his lips, his mouth is

woken, and

“Master? Do you want….?”

I’m up to it right now.” he smiles. “But don’t let me stop

himself up beside me. “Kneel up.”

his hands over me, over my body. His hands, flat-palmed, press against the slight curve of

inviting the fingers more deeply in. Michael reaches inwardly, scissoring between my labia, opening me up. “I want

follow the movement as my clit is fingered awake, his eyes crinkling at my small gasps, electricity jabbing through to my sex. I’m sensitising now, growing moist and slippery, and my bud is

in from behind me, to push into my slick pussy. “Play with your tits.” he murmurs.

wetting the pads of my fingers to tweak my nipples hard. They crinkle to tight nubs, and I raise my arms skywards to lift my breasts, displaying them to best effect. My hair, long and loose, cascades to my waist, but Michael sweeps it back over

I want my Master to be able to watch me come. Flushed and sweating, I drop a hand to my clit, then use the

pussy tenses, coils and trembles. Streaming hot inside my thighs, my sex shudders and quivers as my climax builds. Watching me, mesmerised, my Master follows my every move until, suppressing my

supports me as orgasm wracks me. “Shhh….” I can hear the smile in his voice. “Remember where we

“Master, um…. are

but I don’t think I

the work Master if you

“I’d like that….”

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