Chapter 8 #3
Sarah lay there taking deep breaths, head thrown back, trying to calm her body, then smiled and propped herself up on her elbows.
"Very ok... very ok indeed." She climbed off the bed and undid Camila's handcuffs, helping her to her feet. "Now, you’ve earned something. I’ll give you a choice… bound or not?”
Camila thought for a moment. “Not, please.” She laughed. “Plenty of time for that later.”
“There is indeed… ok, on the bed on your back, head on the pillows.”
Camila obeyed and, after leaning over to give her a lingering kiss, Sarah worked her way down Camila’s body again before settling her head between Camila’s legs. Camila gasped as Sarah’s tongue touched her, and Sarah could tell that Camila was teetering on the brink already… really, really close.
Sarah used every ounce of her skill to go down on Camila, getting her just that little bit closer, thrilling to see Camila so nearly climax and her frustration when she didn’t get there. Just as Camila was about to finally climax, Sarah stopped and sat up. “Wait there..."
Camila let out a sigh of frustration. “You’re lucky I really like you.”
Smiling and giving her a reassuring pat on the leg, Sarah walked back over to her bag and pulled out the strap-on, making sure that Camila could see what she was doing as she put the harness on and tightened it.
Camila smiled when she saw… this was hardly her first time she’d used one with Sarah after all.
Safely secured, Sarah climbed back on to the bed, seven inches of strap-on protruding in front of her. Sarah always enjoyed this moment, the feeling of pure animal power that came with having this instrument of pleasure on her, ready to bring to the woman lying in front of her.
"I need that in me now," Camila breathed.
"Ask nicely..."
Camila pouted, then said with her most innocent expression, "Please, Sarah, I’ve been very, very bad and the cuffs didn’t work… could you fuck the bad out of me?"
Sarah burst out laughing. “Never change, Camila, never change…”
She positioned herself between Camila's legs. Normally some sort of lubrication was needed but Camila was so aroused by then that Sarah didn't think it necessary, positioning the tip at Camila's entrance and then slowly sliding in a couple of inches.
Camila gasped, her eyes closing as she concentrated on taking the size into her. When she'd got used to the first couple of inches, Camila put her hands on Sarah's ass and gently pulled Sarah into her, taking it inch by inch until the full length was inside.
"Give me a minute…” Camila gasped. Sarah understood…
sometimes it took a little while to get used to the feel of it.
While she waited, though, she leaned down and kissed Camila, slowly and passionately, taking care not to move her hips.
Camila was always clear on what she needed, and when it was time Sarah would know because Camila would start to roll her hips into her and start pulling Sarah closer.
Camila took her time as the kiss went on, not that Sarah minded in the slightest, but then Sarah felt that slight roll and she knew that Camila was ready.
She pulled back slowly, then slid gently into Camila, feeling Camila tense under her, all while the kiss went on.
Sarah was going to give her the slowest of slow fucks, entirely focused on Camila’s pleasure.
Sarah was careful to keep the pace slow, avoiding the temptation to speed up, and she felt Camila's body responding to the pace, Camila's legs wrapped around Sarah, her feet resting on the back of Sarah's thighs, while Camila's hands went to her back.
Propping herself up on one arm and breaking the kiss, Sarah used her free hand to stroke Camila's breast, teasing her nipple as she thrust into her.
When it happened, it happened so fast that Sarah couldn't have stopped it even if she'd wanted to.
Camila suddenly let out a loud moan and her orgasm rocked through her, her body shuddering, moan following moan, her arms tightening around Sarah, while Sarah fucked her through it, prolonging the climax while Camila ended up hanging on for dear life, all four limbs wrapped tight around Sarah.
As it subsided, Sarah planted soft kisses on Camila's cheeks and neck, still inside her, but only very slowly moving in and out. Camila turned her head and kissed her back, whispering, "That was intense."
"That was just the start..." Sarah replied. “We’ve got hours ahead of us, and I’ve got a plan.”
Camila got up to go and use the bathroom. “One condition,” she called from the doorway.
“What?”
“We’re so ordering room service in a bit.” Her voice carried through from inside the bathroom. “Oh, and tomorrow… can we use the spa in the morning?”
“I’ll be at work but you’re welcome to. Just don’t go crazy on the bill.”
Camila popped her head back round the door, grinning that mischievous grin. “Sure thing, sugar mummy.”
Sarah had to stifle a groan… Camila didn’t call her that often, and it wasn’t even true, but when she did, God that did something funny to Sarah inside.