Dean came to her, kissing her deeply, his hands soothing down her back.“We’ll warm you up…for a long time. You’ll be begging for it. And if, at any point, you say ‘red,’ it goes back in the box, forever.”He laid her back on the bed. He began again with his mouth, his hands, his words. He painted a picture with his tongue against her clit, with his fingers inside her, with his whispers against her skin. He described what he would see, how he would touch her, how great she would feel. He brought her to the edge of orgasm twice, withholding the final release, stoking a desperate, aching need in her that clouded all rational thought.“Please,” she heard herself whimper, during the third excruciating ascent.Wren didn’t know what she was asking for anymore, for him to stop, for him to send her over the edge, for the strange, cold tool, or for anything to break this unbearable tension.“Shhh,” he soothed. “I’ve got you.”He eventually reached for the speculum. It was cool against her inne
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