Chapter Eighty-Three – Diana.
The anticipation of what Jessie is going to do to me has my body trembling from head to toe. It is half driving me insane, as I lean over the arm of the couch, waiting for his next move or instruction.
I had thought about being brattier, to add to the experience, knowing that I would be punished for my disobedience in the most pleasurable way possible. However, when he told me the punishment would be me not climaxing, I quickly gave in. I need him to bring me to my heady release. Even my own hand can not bring me the pleasure as well as he can. This man can play my body like the world’s best violinist, and after days of torture, knowing that he is in this for the long hall, with little more than a kiss, I am desperate for the music to begin.
My p***y is
