Page 48 of Mayfair Madame

Her eyes were on mine the whole time, and I couldn’t have looked away even if I’d wanted to.

The temperature in the room increased. Naomi’s dark skin was hot to the touch, and a bead of sweat ran down her face.

She lifted her head. My clit felt her loss, and the orgasm building inside me dissolved.

“No, don’t stop,” I pleaded.

“Oh, don’t worry. I’m not stopping.”

She climbed up the bed and straddled me, her pussy on full view. The soft flesh of her clit rubbed against mine, sending shivers throughout my body.

She opened the drawer next to the bed, brought out a thick black vibrator, and turned it on.

Where the fuck was she going to put that? I could guess.

She pressed it gently against one nipple.

“Fuck, Naomi.” I squirmed beneath her, her pussy still rubbing against mine. She moved the vibrator to the other side, and a jolt of electricity shot through me.

My tits ached, the nipples sensitive and erect.

“More?” she asked. I nodded, not able to speak. I craved everything she offered.

She moved back down my body, kissing my stomach as she went. I closed my eyes, not wanting to look.

“So beautiful,” she whispered.

How could she think that? I refused to give my insecurities the attention they demanded, concentrating on what this sensual woman was doing tome. She wasn’t laughing. There’d been no pity in her eyes. She was worshipping my body.

“I love your body, Ellie. I know you don’t, but you can’t see it through my eyes. The curves, your tits, and then there’s this.”

She touched the vibrator to my clit, then moved it lower until it was nudging the entrance to my wet pussy.

“Do you want this?” She nuzzled it against my arse. I nodded and spread my legs wider, giving her more access.

Of course I wanted it. I craved it. It would be tight, but nothing I couldn’t handle.

But instead of plunging it farther, she dragged it from my hole to my clit and back again. Teasing and taunting me.

The muscles in my legs tensed, and my stomach clenched. I held my breath, willing my release to come.

But Naomi continued to play with my body, touching the most sensitive parts of me. My breasts, clit, and pussy, but she didn’t stop there.

She swept her hands along my thighs and arms, my hips, my feet. I was a bundle of nerves on edge.

“How does it feel?” She’d placed the vibrator at my entrance and slowly pushed, stretching me wide.

I groaned in response, unable to form words or a coherent sentence.

“That good, eh?” Her smile was wicked as she pressed it deep inside, twisting as she did so. “I’ve so much I want to do to you, Ellie. I want to fuck this tight ass of yours, make you come over and over.”

I mumbled my assent, so close to coming.

“But for now, we’ll be content with this.” She cast the vibrator to one side and straddled me again, but at an angle this time.

Well, I liked where this was going. She rolled her hips, her swollen clit rubbing against mine. She braced herself on the headboard and quickened the pace.

Her stomach rippled, and her tits bounced. She bit her lip and rode me like a bucking bronco. Fuck, she was gorgeous.