She searched Michael’s eyes. There was no room for variation. She had come this far. One more step? Softly, she submitted. “Mistress,” she said and smiled demurely.
Michael rewarded her by lowering her body into Cam’s and kissing her long and hard. The feeling of Michael’s flesh against hers and the power of the kiss left her gasping for air as Michael released her.
“I knew you would learn quickly,” Michael praised her. Cam responded by spreading her legs even farther apart.
Michael bent to kiss Cam’s belly. Her hair lightly brushing Cam’s flesh sent a shudder through Cam. Then, Michael’s mouth began its slow descent. First, barely brushing Cam’s pubic hair, then slowly circling to lick the inside of her thighs.