*****

Charlotte

I hesitate, stumbling over my words.

“You've worked long enough for one session,” says my Master. “You need to take a break.”

I want to protest, but raising a forefinger, he interrupts me. “You're going stale. I asked you the same question ten minutes ago and you knew the answer then.”

He’s right….

Sheepishly, I nod.

He looks at me with that depthless gaze of his. “So, what kind of a break would you like to take?”

As though the question were a word of command, I grow liquid inside.

His eyes and mouth are soft. One hand cupping my cheek, his lips brush over mine; warm and sensual. It is the lightest of touches, but the sensation skitters through me, catching the air in my throat and sending electricity scampering down my spine.

With his free hand on my waist, he pulls me a little closer, not coercing me, simply guiding me in. The hand on my cheek explores my face, the fingertips outlining my lips as his dark eyes follow the movement.

He's not smiling, but he is intense…. intent…. fixed on me, until with a sigh, he slips fingers through my hair, pulling my face to his as his mouth opens over mine. This time the kiss is not light, but sensual and erotic.

Much of the time, he wants to take me, to test me….

…. to test my limits….

.... to Master me….

…. but a different mood is on him. He wants to make love. And in the sweet warm air of summer, blue skies above and our small private universe in the long grass, so do I.

Heat surges through me at the urgency of his kiss. And I want him. I want him as much as I know he wants me.

work lies to one side, disregarded. This is

heat of him, even in the warm sunshine, sears me, blazing

me as I do so, unclipping my bra. He takes the tee-shirt from me, spreading it on the grass then pushing me gently

myself in the way I know he likes. For long seconds he sits, simply looking at me, his lean features gentle,

of you.” His fingers tug at my buckle, easing leather from steel. The zipper rasps down, then double-handedly, he tugs at my jeans, hooking fingers into my panties as he does so, taking

presenting myself, pulling my waist taut. Lifting my hips and one knee a shade, I ease a

…. To invite….

curving over waist and breast to where the nipple nubs in the slight coolth of the breeze. With thumb

voice is slow.

“Master….”

the lock of hair which he curls and twists. “My

“Master....”

shifts to mine

“…. I want you.”

he is going to kiss me, but instead, his

and loose, melting. “I want you inside

ghosting over his lips. He reaches down, slipping open the buttons

a moment more to unfasten cuffs, he strips the shirt away. As it slips down, I watch the play of golden light on his body, firm and toned. My Master may be older, but his body is still beautiful and the sunshine

and well-shaped, the muscles defined. Fine dark hairs ripple a little in the breeze, a scattering across his chest which trails down to his abs then

unbuckles and unzips, pausing a moment to nudge at the heel of one shoe with the toe of the other, prising it off. The second shoe follows, then he shrugs out of his pants to lie naked alongside me, his head propped on

the pad of my thumb on his lips, then stoop to

growing larger. Cupping his balls in my palm and pressing at the root with fingertips, it throbs against my hand and he groans; a soft sound

back alongside himself, then pushing, pressing me down onto

Obediently, I part my thighs, the sun hot on the pale tender skin there and the hand slips between, palming my

wet,”

“Wet for you, Master.”

happy to hear that.” And he probes with a finger, slipping inside

jabs, my pussy pulsing around him as my arousal flares, hot and bright. Winding circles inside, he

“Like that?”

My voice is shaky.

And he probes more deeply, aiming in and up, rubbing

inside. The pleasure is beyond exquisite and I try to fling my head back, but flat against the turf, I can’t. He snakes his free arm around my shoulders, holding and supporting me

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