me tonight, Lilly.”
“I just wasn’t sure, after last night, what you wanted.” She looks up at me. Her eyes are clear but there’s a hint of hurt in them. “When you didn’t come upstairs, I mean. I thought maybe you didn’t want me anymore.”
“I just had to take care of some things.” I stroke her cheek gently, and then pull my hand away and lean back. Although I’ve told Lilly plenty of personal things, I don’t want to get into the turmoil of my mind last night. There’s absolutely no point. She’s leaving…back to Parkville tomorrow. Tonight is my last chance to have her. “Let’s go.” I push my chair back and step to her side of the table, offering my hand to help her up.
“What lesson do you have for me tonight?” She asks, as she puts her small hand in mine and stands. She looks at me with a face full of expectation.
“I’ll show you upstairs,” I whisper. Does she remember? There was one other thing I mentioned, something I wanted to try with her. Something she had never done before. My cock twitches at the thought. It will be Lilly’s last lesson under my hand.
We make our way to the room and the second the door closes behind us, I take her in my arms. Her eagerness matches my own, and she instantly puts her arms around my neck, kissing me hungrily. I run my hands down her body, feeling her through the silky material of her dress. When my hands reach her ass, a small shiver runs through her. She must still be tender from the belt the other night. I give her a small slap. She responds by kissing me even more fiercely.
“Get on the bed,” I command her.
She bends down to slip out of her heels.
“No,” I stop her. “Heels on. Dress on. Come on.” I take her by the hand and lead her to the bed, sitting her down on the edge, with her feet still on the floor. “Now lean back.”
She does as she’s told. Kneeling in front of her, I run my hands carefully up her shapely calves, pushing the dress up so I can get a good look at her. Her legs look gorgeous in those delicate heels. I want her to keep them on all night.
I continue to inch her long dress up, over her knees, up to her butt. She lifts it eagerly, allowing me push the dress all the way up to her waist, out of my way. With surprise, I notice she’s not wearing panties.
“Al fresco dining, hmm?” I place a hand on the inside of each of her thighs, pushing her legs further apart, as I blow gently on her.
“I thought you might like it,” she says, sighing with sudden pleasure as I flick my tongue across her clit. She tastes amazing. Slightly sweet. I push my tongue inside of her, then work it back up to her clit, running my tongue over it in circles.
“Fuck, David,” she moans gently as she takes my head in her hands, running her fingers through my hair. I pull back and watch as she writhes in front of me, squirming with unfulfilled desire. “Don’t stop.” Her voice is husky.
“This isn’t how you’re going to cum tonight,” I tell her. I blow cool air across her clit and watch as goose bumps pop up on her thighs.
“I don’t care how,” she murmurs. “I just want to cum. With you.”
“Sit up.” She does as I say and I take her dress from her waist and lift it up over her head, letting it drop to the floor. Again, she leans forward and starts to bend down to take off her shoes.
“No.” I tell her sharply. “I want you to keep those on.”
She nods.
“Remember what we were talking about at dinner? About how shutting off one sense can heighten others?”
“Yes.” A wry smile plays on her lips.
“Stand up,” I instruct her. “Back to me.” I grab the silky dress off the floor and bring it over her eyes, tying it in a knot behind her head. With her back to me, I can distinctly see a red mark running across her ass from the other night’s session with the belt. My dick gets hard at the sight of it. I have to get the fuck out of these pants.
I leave her like that, standing naked in heels and a blindfold, and strip down. I keep an eye on her all the