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intensity that smouldered, causing Hayley to writhe, seeking firmer contact between his touch and her nerve endings. Impatience clawed at her insides as he maintained the lightest and slowest of touches, keeping her at a steady burn, needing to be taken higher, growing frustrated in her desires.
She couldn’t stand it any longer. ‘Reuben?’
‘Shush,’ he crooned. ‘Wait a little longer.’ He kept up the steady torment.
Her hips jerked of their own volition. She shoved her hands over his to force his pace, deepen his contact, but he kept her barred from her own doorway. Denied orgasm. And it excited her.
‘Let me do this, Hayley. It pleases me to see your need grow.’ His voice was growly and tight. He wanted to come as much as she did. She knew it. How could he maintain such tight control, when all she wanted to do was burst open?
He talked her through the trauma, helping her to last a bit longer. ‘Allow the tension to rise in you. The longer the delay, the finer the pay-off.’ His fingers relentlessly tortured her. ‘I want to deny you. To make you wait.’
Was he paying her back for rejecting his kiss? A moment of crisis hit her. Should she leave? Could she? Hayley knew she must drive the moment to its conclusion or die. Give him a taste of unfulfilled tension.
She reached behind her and covered his long shaft with the palm of her hand, pressing it backwards to his own taut belly. Her other fingers dipped to his balls, where she cupped with careful pressure or stroked with the lightest glide of her fingers. She felt them tighten and hitch beneath the she-devil’s work of her hand.
Reuben’s belly hardened. She rubbed the silken skin covering his cock up and down against it and listened to his breathing change.
‘Oh Hayley.’
The way he murmured her name, she knew, he wanted to come as much as she did. ‘Ride it out, Reuben. Hold back.’
‘Witch.’ He leant forward and nuzzled against her neck. His fingers pinched her nipple hard in payback.
She could hear teeth grinding and understood now how he could experience such dark pleasure, witnessing her desperately urgent desire to be fucked go unfulfilled. She enjoyed his gentle suffering for want of taking her body; the joy of making him wait until he could. It was primitive. Powerful. Orgasmic.
Hayley felt brittle, rigid, ready to fracture at a whisper, a breeze. A soft moan escaped as his fingers swept in avoidance past her swollen clit yet again. The sound undid Reuben. In one powerful movement he lifted her body and twisted, turning her to kneel beneath him on the wider lower bench. Her breasts rested on the upper bench and the heat from the wood suffused them, adding to the exhaustion of her labours.
Reuben pressed his body directly behind hers. He nudged her knees apart with his. He spread her arms out to either side, running his hands from her shoulders to her wrists and back again as she leant forward over the upper bench.
‘Stay like that,’ he ordered. With each inward sweep he fondled her breasts and teased her nipples, keeping her at the pinnacle of her need to orgasm.
Her mewling grew in volume as she neared. Hayley wasn’t sure if it was sweat or the copious amounts of come flooding her pulsing pussy that made a spider’s trail down her inner thighs.
Reuben’s hands abandoned her upper body. While one hand snaked across her belly and down over her pubic mound, massaging her flesh against her clit, the other sought his own swollen member. He pressed it from its erect state, down between her thighs, and lowered the height of his body. His arm clamped around her waist, raised her up to lean further forward over the bench. Her bottom was pushed out and his cock sought her tight, moist vagina. He began a slow invasion, stretching her wide and tight beneath his incursion.
‘Now, Reuben,’ she whispered, all energy spent. And he thrust. Hard. Her moan echoed around the small, dark sauna. He withdrew and thrust again, ramming
She couldn’t stand it any longer. ‘Reuben?’
‘Shush,’ he crooned. ‘Wait a little longer.’ He kept up the steady torment.
Her hips jerked of their own volition. She shoved her hands over his to force his pace, deepen his contact, but he kept her barred from her own doorway. Denied orgasm. And it excited her.
‘Let me do this, Hayley. It pleases me to see your need grow.’ His voice was growly and tight. He wanted to come as much as she did. She knew it. How could he maintain such tight control, when all she wanted to do was burst open?
He talked her through the trauma, helping her to last a bit longer. ‘Allow the tension to rise in you. The longer the delay, the finer the pay-off.’ His fingers relentlessly tortured her. ‘I want to deny you. To make you wait.’
Was he paying her back for rejecting his kiss? A moment of crisis hit her. Should she leave? Could she? Hayley knew she must drive the moment to its conclusion or die. Give him a taste of unfulfilled tension.
She reached behind her and covered his long shaft with the palm of her hand, pressing it backwards to his own taut belly. Her other fingers dipped to his balls, where she cupped with careful pressure or stroked with the lightest glide of her fingers. She felt them tighten and hitch beneath the she-devil’s work of her hand.
Reuben’s belly hardened. She rubbed the silken skin covering his cock up and down against it and listened to his breathing change.
‘Oh Hayley.’
The way he murmured her name, she knew, he wanted to come as much as she did. ‘Ride it out, Reuben. Hold back.’
‘Witch.’ He leant forward and nuzzled against her neck. His fingers pinched her nipple hard in payback.
She could hear teeth grinding and understood now how he could experience such dark pleasure, witnessing her desperately urgent desire to be fucked go unfulfilled. She enjoyed his gentle suffering for want of taking her body; the joy of making him wait until he could. It was primitive. Powerful. Orgasmic.
Hayley felt brittle, rigid, ready to fracture at a whisper, a breeze. A soft moan escaped as his fingers swept in avoidance past her swollen clit yet again. The sound undid Reuben. In one powerful movement he lifted her body and twisted, turning her to kneel beneath him on the wider lower bench. Her breasts rested on the upper bench and the heat from the wood suffused them, adding to the exhaustion of her labours.
Reuben pressed his body directly behind hers. He nudged her knees apart with his. He spread her arms out to either side, running his hands from her shoulders to her wrists and back again as she leant forward over the upper bench.
‘Stay like that,’ he ordered. With each inward sweep he fondled her breasts and teased her nipples, keeping her at the pinnacle of her need to orgasm.
Her mewling grew in volume as she neared. Hayley wasn’t sure if it was sweat or the copious amounts of come flooding her pulsing pussy that made a spider’s trail down her inner thighs.
Reuben’s hands abandoned her upper body. While one hand snaked across her belly and down over her pubic mound, massaging her flesh against her clit, the other sought his own swollen member. He pressed it from its erect state, down between her thighs, and lowered the height of his body. His arm clamped around her waist, raised her up to lean further forward over the bench. Her bottom was pushed out and his cock sought her tight, moist vagina. He began a slow invasion, stretching her wide and tight beneath his incursion.
‘Now, Reuben,’ she whispered, all energy spent. And he thrust. Hard. Her moan echoed around the small, dark sauna. He withdrew and thrust again, ramming
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