Twenty-Six Evelyn #2
But as I moaned into the kiss, she pulled back, clicking her tongue in disapproval. "You really can't help yourself, can you," she satirized, her warm body sliding off me.
She repeated the same process, trapping my ankles to the bed posts in layers of pretty loops, before stroking my leg with subtle affection. She was looking at me like I was precious prey she’d spent all day trying to trap.
I took a breath, before throwing my head back as her icy fingers ran up to my core, lingering on my clit.
"I love how easy you are to work up," she murmured, trailing her wet fingers along my inner thighs, stopping completely when she reached their apex.
Then, without warning she thrust two fingers fully inside, meeting no resistance due to her strategic foreplay. She began fingering me hard, giving me little time to adjust to the intrusion.
She rotated between curling and scissoring her fingers while reaching painfully deep inside me each time.
Feeling deliciously stretched out as she switched up her rhythms at all the right moments, I was going delirious.
Each place she hit created a different sensation overwhelming me with all sorts of pleasure.
Loud moans that I couldn't suppress with my bound hands clawed their way out of me as she swiped her thumb over my clit, never stopping what she was doing inside of me. She sped up her pace with ever-increasing force causing me to let out more incoherent whimpers.
"Oh you're such a responsive little thing for me tonight, aren't you?"
Thinking of a response suddenly felt like far too much effort. All I could focus on was her and the way she was killing me but simultaneously giving me life.
My walls began to pulse around her as I neared the edge.
"M— can I come," I slurred, my mind not working properly.
"I can't understand you. Try that again for me, honey," she answered in the most patronizing way.
"I can– I co–" I tried completely losing it when she added a third finger.
"You can come, but we are going to need to work on your begging skills, darling."
She didn't stop as I became more sensitive, pushing me over the edge repeatedly with unrelenting thrusts.
I quivered beneath her in overstimulation, nearly screaming when the third orgasm hit me, leaving my insides burning in the best way.
After that, she began slowing down before the pain could surpass the pleasure.
My walls pulsed and throbbed wildly around her even as her digits stilled.
I opened my tired eyes as she pulled out, gazing down to see her sucking my arousal off one of her fingers. My lips parted at the sight, watching her in awe as she reached above me, gracefully undoing the knots. How were her hands still working?
Looking closer, I noticed my arousal still glistening on her other finger. Regardless of my exhaustion, the moment I was free, I reached up, tugging at her hand gently.
She raised a brow but let me take her finger into my mouth. I sucked gently, swirling my tongue around her palm, using my teeth with care. Her eyes darkened as she leaned forward, pulling me into an affectionate kiss.
We lay flat on our backs side by side with our hands interlocked after she gave me water, chocolate, and made sure I was okay.
"Why did this take us so long?" I pondered aloud, glancing over to see Vanessa looking just as content in this moment as I felt.
"I didn't want to take advantage of you. I still don't love that you work under me."
"Were you worried it could ruin your career or reputation?"
"No, that's not what I said. I was only worried I'd be taking advantage of you."
"Well it was sweet of you to care, but I always wanted you."
"Wanting me and wanting me to want you are two different things. And it's not ‘sweet,’ it's common decency."
I hummed in agreement rolling onto my side as she spoke.
"Also nothing would’ve happened to me unless you put in some serious effort."
"Like the woman Lillian told us about?"
"No, she got some money and it's over, exactly how I envisioned it," Vanessa answered, rolling onto her side so we were facing one another.
"So then like you?" I whispered softly in understanding.
Her lips curled slightly in a pained smile. "Yes, like me."
I moved forward, as she lifted up our interlocked hands allowing me to slide between her arms.
"I knew he’d come back to Seattle, I got the call from my old bodyguard when you were here last time.
I shouldn’t have lied to you about it, I just needed time to process.
But both the Elite of East Seattle, we were bound to cross paths.
I just didn’t expect it to happen so soon…
when I was with you.” She paused, closing her eyes.
“He was at the restaurant, the CEO of Quantum. "
I leaned back, giving her space to talk if she wanted to share more, but she gently enveloped me back in her arms. "You don't have to move…I want to hold you right now."
I snuggled into her. "I'm sorry we don't have to talk about this right now if you don't want to," I whispered against her.
"No sweetheart, it's okay. With us being involved you deserve to know.
Yes, I did take down Quantum with my connections because the CEO assaulted me.
I was 28 at the time, and holding essentially the position Adam does now.
I won't go into detail, but he touched me.
That feeling of a complete lack of control terrified me, and for a while I completely stopped BDSM, terrified of making anyone feel the way he did to me.
" She took a breath before continuing. "I have overcome those irrational thoughts. But with you, the first one I’ve shared this dynamic with since, working under me, being younger than I was, it brought some of that back.
I never wanted to misuse your trust, or exploit your kindness and position. "
I listened carefully, squeezing her hand as the pieces fell into place; her fear when I’d been upset over her sister before she knew why, her mixed signals for months, and her overall hesitation towards me.
"And you never did. Nessa you've shown me respect and care like no one else," I whispered, the abbreviation falling naturally from my lips.
"Thank you, sweetheart, for that and for waiting for me to be ready," she tucked back a strand of my hair, placing a tender kiss on my forehead.