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Other Colors -- Ch.16
Date: 12/23/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: mascodagama, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories
and lift me up to slip them over my hips. It was beyond the pale, really, being dressed for bed by him like a child. I’d like to believe that if I’d had even an ounce of defiance left in me, I would never have consented to it. But then, he had an uncanny knack for siphoning off my resistance just before I might need it. And as such, he seldom appeared to take anything that wasn’t, to my not infrequent wonder, already his. It could be called a seduction only insofar as Hemingway said the same thing of the bullfights in Pamplona. By the end of it, one of us was too tired to move, and would have to watch, helpless and expiring, as the other made ready to run us through. Pasiphaë. Poor girl… “Alright,” he smoothed my hair over my shoulders, and helped me down off the desk, “Now off to bed with you,” he drew his mouth to one side, “I’ll likely be gone before you wake up.” I sighed. Somehow in the skirmish, I’d almost managed to forget that he was leaving. “…How long will you be?” I crossed my arms, staring down at his shoes. “Two nights,” he raised my chin, “I’ll be back before the weekend. Think you can stay out of trouble for me that long, Miss Foster?” I leered at him, realizing with a soft throb that I would miss more than his looks and his witticisms in the next several days. It embarrassed me a little, that already I could feel ready for him again, when here he had abstained from his release completely. It made me self-conscious, and it made me question whether or not he ...