Accidental Acquisition by Evangeline Anderson

11

Biting her lip, Jillian did as he said and turned over to bare her breasts and pussy. Oh God, she couldn’t believe she was doing this…

Kalis poured some more of the pink oil into his palms and came to stand at the head of the table. Jillian closed her eyes as he leaned over her but she caught the look of desire on his strong features before she did.

“Just relax, little Mistress,” he murmured. “I swear I’ll be gentle.”

Jillian tried to do as he said, but she felt like she had at the beginning of the massage—uncertain and tense. She expected the big Kindred to go right for her breasts, since that was what they had agreed on, and she wasn’t sure if she would like it or not.

Her nipples were extremely sensitive and she hoped he wouldn’t start yanking on them and pulling them, the way Mistress Tagalong’s bodyslave was doing. He seemed to be seeing how far he could stretch his Mistress’s rubbery peaks before they snapped back into place—that did not look pleasurable to Jillian in the least.

But, to her surprise, the big Kindred started working on her neck and shoulders again. This time, because she was face-up, he was able to work the pressure points under her ears and on the side of her neck much more easily. He cradled her head gently in his big hands and massaged all the knots of tension until Jillian felt herself melting like butter under his gentle touch.

“Ohhh,” she moaned softly. “That feels so good, Kalis.”

“Thank you, Mistress,” he rumbled softly. “Just relax—I want to take my time with you.”

He finished with her neck and then moved on to her shoulders and arms. Only after Jillian once more felt limp with relaxation did he finally slide his long fingers down her chest and palm her breasts. His touch was gentle but firm and at first he just massaged her full globes without even touching her nipples. Then he began to slowly circle her areolas with his fingertips.

Jillian felt her nipples stiffen at his slow, gradual approach and she felt her pleasure building. She began to shift on the table, pressing her thighs together as he continued to slowly circle her peaks. God, when was he actually going to touch her? By now she was aching for him!

Kalis seemed to sense her need.

“Slowly, little Mistress,” he murmured and she finally felt him stroke the sensitive tips of her nipples. Sparks of sensation shot through her body, from her breasts straight down to her pussy, which felt more wet and swollen than Jillian could ever remember.

“S-slowly?” she gasped, arching her back, wanting more of his hands on her.

“Mmm-hmm,” Kalis rumbled. “We must build the pleasure slowly so that your release will be more intense.”

Jillian realized he was talking about her orgasm. God, was she really going to let him touch her until she came? To be honest, she was already halfway there, she admitted to herself. Her sensitive nipples had been an irritation to her in the past, because no man she’d ever been with had been gentle enough with them. But Kalis seemed to know exactly how to touch her tender peaks to bring her intense pleasure without going too far and hurting her.

“Oh…” she whispered, as the tension tightened in her lower belly like a wire about to snap. “Oh, Kalis…”

“Gods, little Mistress, love to hear you say my name,” he growled softly. “Are you ready for me to massage lower?”

“Yes!” Jillian arched her back and opened her thighs invitingly. “Oh God, yes!”

Part of her couldn’t believe she was acting like this—where had all her common sense and inhibitions gone to? She was a grown woman—not a horny college student having a one-night stand with some sexy guy she barely knew! What was wrong with her?

But that part of her that was screaming for common sense seemed very far away as Kalis’s long fingers traveled down the length of her body and he cupped her pussy mound in one large hand.

Jillian was glad that she kept everything neatly trimmed down there. The area might not see much action—okay, no action at all—but she liked to keep things neat and tidy.

Now she felt herself spreading her thighs wider, her outer pussy lips opening under his palm as though to invite the big Kindred inside.

“Gods, little Mistress—you’re already so hot and wet,” Kalis growled softly. “Would you like me to massage your pussy now?”

“Y-yes,” Jillian stuttered. “God, yes—please!”

“As my lady wishes. And should I continue to stimulate your sweet peaks?” he asked in that deep, sensual voice of his.

Unable to speak, Jillian only nodded. Oh God, she was getting in way too deep here and part of her knew it. But somehow she couldn’t seem to stop—it just felt too good.

But it was about to feel even better. Kalis poured some more of the pink massage oil over her mound and then began to slowly, sensually massage it in. At first he concentrated on her pussy mound and the outer lips. But gradually, he began to slip his fingers into her wet depths, gently exploring her.

At the same time, he leaned over her and sucked her right nipple into his hot mouth. He began teasing it with his tongue, circling the tender peak as he was circling her aching clit below with one gentle fingertip.

“Oh…oh, God!” Jillian moaned breathlessly. She had forgotten there were other people in the room—forgotten that she really shouldn’t be doing this. All she could feel was the pleasure building inside her from the way Kalis was touching her. It was almost as though the big Kindred already knew her intimately—knew instinctively exactly how she liked and needed to be touched.

Jillian had never had a lover like this before—most men just fumbled around for a few minutes before wanting to get to the “main event” which, of course, was sex. But it seemed clear that with Kalis, her pleasure was the main event. He just wanted to make her come.

She moaned and arched her back again as he continued to stroke around and around the aching button of her clit while he sucked and licked her nipples. She was close—so close. She was going to come soon if he didn’t stop, but God, she didn’t want him to stop!

All her life Jillian had been reading romance books about heroines whose bodies “betrayed them” when it came to sex—losing control with the handsome hero and doing things they knew they shouldn’t do. She had always thought that was bullshit—just a literary device to make the sex scenes flow more smoothly.

But now, she was actually experiencing it herself. And oh, God—it felt amazing to just give up control and let the big Kindred take her where she needed to go.

“Kalis,” she moaned. “Oh God, I’m so close…so close! Don’t stop—right there!”

He let her nipple slip from his mouth and murmured in her ear.

“Not going to stop until you come for me, Jillian—come all over my fingers while I pet your soft little pussy. Just let it all go and give it up for me.”

Those hot words spoken in his deep, growling voice as much as the way he was touching her finally pushed Jillian over the edge. She cried out breathlessly as her pleasure peaked and the wire that had been tightening in her belly finally snapped.

Oh God, coming…coming just like he told me to!

And then she felt Kalis enter her pussy with two long, thick fingers and slide deep inside her, to the very end of her channel. As he fucked deeply into her, Jillian felt another, deeper orgasm washing over her like a wave. She moaned and bucked her hips up, feeling her inner muscles clench around the big Kindred’s fingers.

“That’s right, sweetheart,” Kalis rumbled in her ear. “Come for me—Gods, I can feel your soft little pussy clenching so hard. You’re so fucking gorgeous when you come!”

Jillian moaned breathlessly in response. To be honest, she was beginning to feel a little lightheaded—almost overloaded with the intense pleasure. The rainbows she’d seen outlining everything earlier were back. When she looked up, the big Kindred seemed to be wearing a multicolored halo and the dim golden light in the relaxation grotto was flickering alarmingly.

“Too…too much,” she gasped. “I…I can’t…”

But then words failed her and the flickering lights went out completely.