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Day 4 - edging
Vi is laying on her back, hands bound to the headboard and Caitlyn kneeling between her legs holding them open to play with and tease her. “Please, please, please let me come, baby.” She pleads and gasps and writhes. She’s already been edged a couple times and she’s growing impatient and unbearably wet, so much so that it’s beginning to leak onto the sheets.
And Caitlyn is just eating up every bit of it, literally and figuratively. Every. Fucking. Second. She pulls her hand back, obscenely licking and sucking her fingers clean. “I would love to, darling. But I’m simply having too much fun. You look absolutely stunning falling apart at my fingertips.”
Vi opens her mouth to protest more but then Caitlyn’s fingers are sliding into her once again. All that falls from her mouth are wordless babbles at this point.
Caitlyn thrusts hard and fast, watching the way Vi’s eyes roll into the back of her head and her breasts move ever so slightly with the force and pace of her thrusts. It’s absolutely enthralling. She slows once again, removing her fingers to circle her clit teasingly.
“Cait, please.” Vi tries again, her voice almost a croak.
Caitlyn bites her lip as she silently debates and continues her ministrations. “I do want so badly to give you what you want. I love you, and I love being the only one to give you these kinds of things you want and need. But sometimes that’s hard when you look so fucking good begging, drooling, and dripping for my touch.”
She studies Vi for a moment, taking in everything as she’s debating on ending their edging session soon because of how particularly desperate Vi looks. It’s both beautiful and heart breaking and she wants to reward her for her patience. Well, maybe not patience, since she’s grown more and more impatient by the second, but that’s part of the fun. More for her participation.
Caitlyn leans down, kissing Vi once. “You want to come for me, darling?”
Vi nods fiercely. “Yes, Cait. Please. I want to. No, I need to.”
“You’re such a good girl for me. I’m going to take good care of you, I promise.” She kisses her again softly and slowly kisses down her body.
Vi twitches and flinches at the sensations, dying to have this over with.
When Caitlyn’s mouth finally engulfs Vi’s clit, she shouts and bucks her hips subconsciously. “FUCK! CAIT!”
Caitlyn gives nothing more than a simple command of “Come for me, Vi,” before her mouth resumes position and she vigorously sucks and licks at her clit feeling it pulse in and against her mouth.
Vi’s jaw drops in a silent scream as her hips buck continuously beyond her own control. Her vision blurs and goes white.
Caitlyn grips her hips, guiding her motions so as not to throw her off too much so she can actually give her the pleasure she craves in this moment and try to prolong it for as long as possible to reward her. She’s.. impressed. Every time she thinks Vi might be done, she squirms and moans again but not tapping out yet.
Until finally, after what feels like the 5th peak or so, Vi taps the headboard three times signaling to stop.
Caitlyn immediately pulls back and undoes the restraints at Vi’s wrists, rubbing and soothing them as much as possible and praising her all the while. “You did so good for me, darling. My good girl.” She kisses her wrists.
Vi’s eyes are closed and she’s still panting softly, but she sighs contentedly and smiles.
Caitlyn kisses all over her face softly. “You alright?”
Vi nods, eyes still closed.
Caitlyn chuckles softly. “Worth it though, right?”
Vi huffs a laugh. “Oh, fuck yeah.”