A hot little encounter with pearls and Sir...
Wow, this was one exciting ending to write. So many things for Brie to experience and so many men to choose from. I had a blast knowing I was taking my readers on a crazy ride with me all the way to the end.
Thank you for your support of this series and my work. I have deeply appreciated the many lovely comments and emails I have received because of Brie and her Master. Look for more of her journey coming the end of this month, January 2013.
Excerpt from
Brie Bows to Her Master:
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Sir escorted her
back to the limousine and helped her inside. The boy was directed to the back
to watch while Sir sat beside Brie. He looked her over critically, as if he
were still deciding her merit. “If I do not find you pleasing, the evening will
end.”
She swallowed
hard, unsure if he was acting or if he actually meant it. “I long to please
you, Khan.”
“Lie down, girl.
Let me examine your feminine wares.”
Brie lay down on
the leather seat that stretched the length of the limo. Sir moved closer and
slowly ran his hand up her leg. She tried to look into his eyes, but he was
focused on watching his hand move up her thigh. He lifted the hem, exposing her
bare mound. She felt a rush of heat as he stared at her lustfully. “A fine
flower, ripe for the picking.”
His hands went
to the zipper between her breasts. With deliberate precision, he pulled it down
one link at a time. His agonizing slowness made the reveal that much more
exciting. When he finally pulled the material aside, Brie gasped. Her chest
rose and fell rapidly as he caressed her lace-covered breasts and trailed his
fingers down her stomach.
“You are
beautiful, girl, but are you appropriately responsive?” Sir’s hand moved
between her legs and petted her sex. Brie bit her lip and resisted the urge to
press against his hand, determined to continue her role as a virgin.
Sir reached into
his jacket and pulled out a velvet box. “A test.” He opened it and held up a long
strand of pearls. He placed the strand over either side of her clit and pulled
the necklace taut so that the pearls caressed both sides of her sensitive nub,
then he slowly pulled the strand down. Each individual pearl rubbed against her
clit as it passed. She appreciated the length of the necklace as she squirmed
under its sensual caress. When he reached the end, he repositioned it and
dragged it down again. Brie moaned softly in pleasure, trying not to behave as
wantonly as she felt.
He held up the strand
of pearls and twisted them once, then placed them over her head and laid them
on her chest. She felt the moistness of her excitement on the jewelry.
Sir slipped his
hand in between her eager pussy lips, his fingers sliding over her clit
leisurely. She tried to remain still in order to pass the ‘test’, although she
coveted his touch.
“Girl, it’s time
to expose the truth.” She whimpered when he slowly inserted his middle finger
inside her. He swirled it over the smooth walls of her vagina and her body inadvertently
moved with him, ravenous for his attention. “For an innocent, you are
exceedingly wet.”
“You have that
effect on me, Sir,” she whispered.
With his finger
stroking her from the inside, he corrected, “Khan.”
Brie blushed,
realizing she’d slipped out of character. She licked her lips, ready to
apologize, when he hit her G-spot. She groaned, her body automatically arching
in pleasure. A fire instantly ignited, one she did not have control over. She
shook her head, trying to keep the orgasm at bay. It was too soon, since she
was playing a virgin. “No, no…”
“Do not deny
me.”
She opened her
eyes and looked into Sir’s as the chill took over and her nipples hardened. A
small cry escaped her lips as her muscles caressed his finger in their
undulating rhythm. He growled under his breath, his eyes gleaming with lust.
He pulled his
finger out and tasted her. “Sweet as an innocent should be.”
