9 Chapter 9

“You cannot touch me until I allow it. I will let you know when it is okay to reach for me. Now you must grab the edge of the mattress and hold on no matter what I do.”

“No matter what?” Cam asked.

“Non. Just what I tell you.”

She ran her hands down Cam’s sides and along her thighs. She continued ever so slowly and lightly. In barely a few minutes, Cam’s body was writhing, trying to get Michael to move faster.

“Is there something you want, cherie?”

“Yes, please,” Cam gasped.

“What do you want, cherie?”

“Faster,” Cam moaned.

“Just faster?”

“And harder,” Cam said. Michael’s hands pressed into her thighs.

“Here?” Michael asked.

Cam was breathing heavily. “No…yes…no…”

“Then where?”

“In me,” Cam pleaded.

“In your mouth?”

Cam’s head shook rapidly from side to side.

“In your belly-button?” There was laughter in her voice.

“No.” Cam smiled but could hardly breathe.

“In here?” She thrust her hand into Cam’s cunt.