The stairs to the third floor were at the end of the next hall, and we almost jogged towards them. Blue punched in the key code, opened the door, and we raced up the steps.
I was her master; she was my pupil. There were boundaries in that relationship that couldn’t be crossed.Slinging a towel around my waist, I headed into my suite that was three times the size of Pimlico’s and strolled into my walk-in wardrobe. There, I selected a pair of beige shorts and white t-shirt, slipping my feet into simple flip-flops.
My phone said the time was nine a.m., and for the first time since I’d carried Pimlico on board, I wanted to see her. I didn’t want to avoid her because she was too complicated and frustrating. I wanted to work with her to earn another break-through because, Christ, it was rewarding.Pocketing my phone, I left my quarters and headed down a deck to hers. Stupidly, my hand shook a little as I knocked on her door.She answered promptly as if she’d been waiting for me.
Her hair hung over her breasts, wet from her shower, her stomach shadowed with muscle, swiftly returning from emaciated to toned.When she’d first arrived, I was attracted more to her inner beauty. I didn’t see the beaten slave or bruises, I saw a worthy adversary.
Now, I saw a woman becoming more and more stunning every day. Her body slowly shed its illness and pain, remembering how to fill out in all the best places. Her breasts were fuller, her hips less sharp. With no jewellery or tattoos or makeup, she was the epitome of natural, and shit, she took my breath away.
You can’t do that much longer, Pim. My gaze refused to unglue from her body. I couldn’t stop staring at every exposed inch.But her hands shot forward, one landing on my chest to keep me reclined, the other grasping my waistband and pulling.
My cock leapt free from its confinements, not caring about right or wrong.Before I could stop her, she inserted my length into her mouth.
My mind collapsed as her hot wet mouth sucked me hard. She didn’t tease. She didn’t toy. Her hands slipped over me as her lips followed, sucking me deep, turning me brain dead.Instinct roared into control. Pent-up desire unleashing and taking ownership. My hips thrust up as my hand landed on her head. Somewhere in the back of sanity, I noticed how soft her hair felt. How she bobbed over me. How fucking good her tongue worked my crown.