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“Is it?” I leaned forward in my chair for mycoffee mug. Charlotte was a slow eater. I’d been done for ages.
“Don’t act coy. You’re up to something.” Shenarrowed her eyes at me as she tried to figure out what.
I shrugged innocently. “I’m not up toanything. I assumed you could use a break after last night. I couldget a dildo and make you ride it while you finish eating, if you’dprefer.”
She laughed. “Okay, later. This is a goodtime to talk about our plans for leaving.”
That was convenient. I’d meant to bring upthe subject myself. Hence the non-horny breakfast. “What were yourthoughts?”
I knew it would take more than a day to gether big send-off arranged. I had a few excuses I could use to keepus here an extra day to give us time.
“What about…” she considered. “Twodays?”
“Two days, as in today and tomorrow?” I’dalready consulted with Miranda while Charlotte had still beenasleep.
“Is that enough time to get traveltogether?” Charlotte asked. “You made it sound like it would bepretty quick before. When I had my big ‘I want to leave’freak-out.”
“Well, yeah. I would have gotten you home assoon as possible because I’m not a kidnapper.” As it turned out,two days was the bare minimum Miranda had quoted me. “That soundsfine to me. But make it two nights, instead. Tonight, and tomorrownight. I have a plan for you.”
“Ooh!” She clapped her hands. “You know, Ihope you don’t stop planning things for me when we leave. I wouldhate to make you come back here to live full-time.”
“What’s stopping us from doing that now?” Iquipped. “But yes, I’ll still have all sorts of plans for you whenwe get to New York. I’ve already brainstormed the places I want tofuck you in my apartment.”
For example, up against the floor-to-ceilingglass that stood in place of exterior walls, revealing a trulydizzying view. My penthouse was one of the highest addresses inManhattan, and there was no rush like the perceived threat oftumbling to your death while having a frenzied fuck up against awindow.
I hoped she wasn’t afraid of heights.
“As for the plans I currently have inmotion,” I went on, “would you rather I tell you what to expect orshall I keep it a surprise?”
She considered. “Is there anything from myno-no list in these plans?”
“There never would be.” While I hoped thatone day, she wouldn’t feel like she had to ask that question, Iunderstood completely that she wasn’t used to this type oflifestyle. If she had to remind me of her boundaries to feel safe,I didn’t take it personally.
“I want to be surprised.” She gave me adazzling smile. “Because your surprises so far have been toptier.”
Oh, princess, I thought, hiding mysmile with a sip from my coffee.You have no idea.
CHAPTER EIGHT
(Charlotte)
I wasn’t sure how Matt planned to top whatwe’d already done at Ascend Red, but I couldn’t wait to find out. Iwoke on the morning of my big surprise to find that it wassomething of an all-day affair. An all-day affair during which Iwas not allowed to come.
“Why do you love tormenting me like that? Ithink we’ve already proved I’m capable of more than one orgasm,” Ijoked as I headed from the bathroom into the bedroom.
“Good girls earn them through obedience,” hesaid, gesturing me over to the bed. “I want you edging nonstoptoday.”
I looked down at the “clothing” he’dselected for me to wear until my surprise that evening. A pair ofdelicate, pink lace panties with two strings of pearls where acloth crotch should be.
“Let me help you put these on correctly,” hesaid as I stepped into them.
I gave him a wry look and pulled them up tomy thighs before moving to stand in front of him. He slid thestretchy lace over my hips and parted me with one finger, drawingthe pearls up tight against me. He tucked the strands between myinner and outer labia on both sides, so the pearls were trappedaround my clit.
“Why don’t you walk over to the mirror andtell me what you think?” he suggested.
A single step told me how deliciouslymiserable my day would be. The cool beads warmed rapidly against myflesh, and the slightest movement slid the teasing bumps back andforth. I examined myself in the mirror. The pearls pushed my innerlips together and forced them to protrude more than they usuallydid, while my clit was prominently displayed like a ruby in anostentatious piece of jewelry.
“I assume we’re going to take a long, longwalk today?” I asked, already knowing the answer.