Chapter 14 #3
doesn’t mean I forget who I am or what I’m about.
She wasn’t afraid to tell Varen to step off if she stepped out of line.
She could strut around saying she was a Domme all she wanted.
If she wanted Nala to happily obey her whim, then she would have to earn it.
She had a feeling that a good Domme knew that.
We’re having fun, girl. Nothing more. This wasn’t a commitment. Nala still held all the cards she wanted.
Besides, she thought as Varen smirked at her and finished taking off her pants, they owed each other nothing.
A pleasurable sound rumbled from Varen’s throat as Nala rubbed her mound beneath her black underwear. Finally, I get to experience this on my terms. Funny! The woman thought Nala was serving her? Nala was doing whatever the fuck she wanted!
And Nala wanted to check out what a woman like Varen had going beneath her clothes.
Hello, there. She pulled down Varen’s underwear and ran her finger along that expectant slit. The woman shuddered beneath Nala’s touch. Now that was power.
“Fucking hell, Nala,” Varen muttered, hand stroking Nala’s head as she pressed her lips against her Mistress’s skin. “You’re a tease. I knew you were but try not to kill me.”
Would that be so bad, though? Nala would almost take it as a point of pride if Varen came right now.
How much can you hold back? She blew against Varen’s skin, flicking her tongue against a swollen clit.
When she tasted it, making sure to look up at the right moment, she noted that it had a lovelier tang than what she expected. Why women gotta be this way? Bliss.
Nala put her mouth through its paces while her hands explored the width of Varen’s thighs and the dip of her abdomen. No matter how she approached her, Varen remained firm, and Nala’s small hands remained unable to completely touch whatever they wished.
Varen’s fingers tangled in Nala’s hair as she dipped her tongue into the source of that sweet taste, wondering how easy it might be to explore every darling centimeter in one day.
Varen relaxed more into her bed, content to let Nala do the work.
She was content with that too. Let me have my fun.
Let me explore you like you explored me.
Part of this exploration included tasting more of that sweet pussy that now shuddered against her face. I’m not shy!
In fact, she wanted to prove that she was so not a demure flower that she made a point to not break eye contact with Varen.
With her lying back against her headboard, that was easy.
All Nala had to do was keep her mischievous eyes on Varen’s, even when she closed them and retreated into her own world.
You looked at me, so it’s only right I look at you.
She dove deeper between Varen’s legs, using her whole mouth, the full length of her tongue as she attempted to cover as much skin as possible. Maybe I really do have a big mouth.
She only let up to catch her breath. She gasped, unexpectedly. So, I’m doing that. Varen’s natural musk was almost overwhelming. The kind that entranced a woman for life.
“Fuck, Nala,” Varen groaned, a fistful of hair finally tugging at her sub’s scalp. Nala’s grip on Varen’s thighs faltered. “You are so damn hot.”
She was about to come, wasn’t she? Like hell she would let Varen come without her.
Nala was so relaxed around her that she didn’t think twice digging her whole face into where it lacked oxygen.
Her eyes flickered between Varen’s and the abdomen before her.
Sweat trickled down Varen’s stomach toward her navel.
As her breaths increased, so did Nala’s – and so did the force pulling at her scalp.
Varen hissed, her hips slightly bucking her pussy straight against Nala’s face.
She knew it was coming, yet she was almost unprepared for the sudden rush of heat and tender thrusts that soon overtook her whole head.
Nala rode it out, focusing on her breath while also keeping her tongue firm on that needy clit that felt right at home between her lips.
Like Varen’s eager opening felt quite cozy against her sub’s chin.
A light, hearty cry of climax made Varen’s head drop against her pillow. The thrusts slowed until her pelvis was hers to control again.
An orgasm for an orgasm. Surely, this was where it ended. They had gotten it out of their systems.
“Ah!” She toppled onto the bed, Varen’s strength too much for her to resist as she loomed like an erotic specter.
“You’ve had your fun.” Varen smirked, wiping something from the corner of Nala’s opened mouth.
That taste of sweet nectar continued to grace her tongue even after Varen kissed her and sampled what one had given the other.
Holy shit, that’s hot. “Now we get serious. You still don’t know what submitting means… because you ate me out. Please.”
Varen stepped off the bed and opened a drawer in the faraway nightstand. From it she pulled three silk ropes, her eyes lighting up in a glee she probably hadn’t experienced in a long, long time.
“I told you I had some practicing to do.” The ropes landed next to Nala. “And you still have some learning to do.”
She could only gape in astonishment as Varen rolled her back over and slapped her hand against the headboard.