Brie Surrenders her Heart (After Graduation, #8) (25 page)

Tears fell freely as she rode the intense tidal wave of pleasure.

Lea’s face had screwed up in her own orgasm, but Brie’s lasted far longer—far, far longer.

Sir finally pulled out and instructed her to breathe in deeply. She heard him coating his shaft in lubricant. It could only mean one thing…

Brie almost shut her eyes in pleasure when she felt him press against her sphincter, but Sir had given her specific instructions. She opened them and concentrated on Lea’s pupils as he eased his hard shaft into her ass. Sir gave sexy, stinging slaps on her ass cheeks as he forced himself in deeper.

Just as he had before, Sir thrust leisurely until he found the perfect spot. He chuckled when he finally found it.

Brie tensed, but he murmured, “Relax, babygirl, relax…” He turned her head to kiss her. Once she had surrendered to him, his lips were fierce and demanding.

Sir grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulling her head back as he began thrusting into her with powerful strokes, over and over again. Reality blurred as primal sensations took hold. His cock was hitting her G-spot, but from a different angle, causing a different reaction. As soon as he stopped, her pussy caught up, gushing with liquid as it clamped down in a rhythmic dance.

Brie stared at Lea, but struggled to focus. As soon as the last contraction had ended, Sir started up again. It didn’t take long for her body to respond with another, equally powerful orgasm.

Brie shook her head in disbelief. She knew her body well. Normally, with each consecutive orgasm the intensity and pleasure decreased, but not this time. She looked at Lea in wonder as Sir began again. There was no question he was going to make her gush for him a third time.

He started pounding again, and had no problem bringing her to that point almost immediately. She whimpered as another orgasm rocked her body and her pussy released a smaller ejaculation than before.

“We’re getting close,” he growled.

Close to what?

Sir began playing with her clit as he slowly caressed her ass with his shaft. It was too much, and she stiffened in a long, drawn-out orgasm.

Help me…
Brie pleaded silently to her friend.

Sir commanded, “Come for me, téa.”

At only the lightest pressure on her clit, with his cock filling her ass, Brie came for him again.

“Again.”

Brie shook her head in astonishment as her pussy orgasmed on command, stealing her conscious thought with its intensity. Subspace called and she entered willingly, letting the tingly feeling take over while her body continued to listen and respond to Sir. Pure bliss and a level of heightened serenity carried Brie deeper within as Sir pounded into her again.

Everything fell away as she
became
sensation and found a whole new world to explore…

“Téa…”

A light tapping on her cheek caught her attention, and she listened more carefully.

“Téa… Open your eyes.”

They fluttered open of their own accord, and she gazed into the loving eyes of her Master. She tried to smile, but her muscles were too relaxed to respond.

Sir leaned over and kissed her. “I sometimes wonder just how far you fly from me, babygirl.”

She struggled to turn her head and saw they were lying on Tono’s floor mat. The candles had been blown out and the room was dark except for a single tealight.

“Sir,” she croaked.

He put his finger against her lips. “No need to talk. Now that I have you back, we can go home.”

Home.

When Sir picked her up, she realized she had been wrapped back into the smooth silk of her black kimono. She laid her head against his chest and smiled.

“Did you enjoy yourself?”

She nodded.

“How were your climaxes?”

She was silent for a few moments, trying to find the word she wanted to share. “Legendary.”

Lea’s Erotic Surprise

T
he last day of production, Sir sent Brie an unusual text as they were wrapping up:
Go to the boutique next to the studio.

With a little googling, Brie found the closest shop and headed there when she was done for the day. Even though it had been an exhausting week, she couldn’t wait to discover what Sir had planned for the evening.

A little bell rang above the doorway, announcing her entrance into the boutique, but there wasn’t a soul in the shop. She looked around and saw a gamut of sexy clothing, from catsuits and lingerie to full-length gowns.

“Hello?”

Brie moved up to the counter and saw a large box with a small envelope attached. Her name was on it. She took it off and read:

Go to the flower shop by our apartment.

Bring the box but do not open it.

Brie picked up the giant box, grinning as she clutched it. What lay inside could be an evening gown, which meant a night out, or naughty lingerie for indoor play.

Clever Sir.

She texted him as soon as she was in the car. He responded with an extra assignment for her.

Put your feet on the dashboard on either side of the steering wheel.

Play with yourself until you’re on the brink of orgasm.

Proceed to the flower shop.

Brie looked around at the busy sidewalk. She was nervous about masturbating in public, but did not want to fail Sir. She gingerly placed her high heels on either side of the wheel and scooted down a little so she wouldn’t be as obvious.

Brie only received a few blank stares, so she reached between her legs and under her panties.

She suddenly understood the exhilaration of her assignment. Doing something wicked in broad daylight with the very real threat of detection was arousing in the extreme, which was also cruel, given the fact she wasn’t supposed to orgasm.

Brie slipped her finger inside her pussy and coated it with her juices before pulling out and playing with her clit. It was already erect and sensitive. She swirled her finger over the responsive nub before giving it a good flicking.

Brie whimpered and had to stop. She was too turned on to tease herself that way. Using two fingers, she slid in and out of her pussy, gliding her slick fingers over the folds of her outer lips, only brushing her clit lightly on occasion. Oh, yes, that felt good—like a relaxing back-rub for the loins.

But she knew that was not what Sir had asked of her. Brie returned to the quick flicking, seeing how long she could take it. Her pussy began to burn with need, demanding a quick release to end the torment. She was inclined to spoil it, but resisted the urge.

Just a little longer.

She made the mistake of looking up and meeting the gaze of a man walking past. The unexpected connection sent her over the edge. She squeaked, removing her fingers and scrambling to sit up, her pussy beginning to climax.

No, no, no…

Brie did the only thing she could think to stop the tidal wave. She slapped her face hard. The pain brought her off the precipice and back down to earth.
Success!

The man was still staring at her. Brie took her two fingers and slipped them into her mouth, sucking off her remaining juices. “Yum,” she mouthed before buckling up and starting the car.

She headed to the flower shop with a mischievous grin on her face. Sometimes it was wickedly fun to be bad.

Thank you, Sir.

Brie kept glancing at the box as she drove. Wrapped packages presented a terrible temptation. Sir knew the added torture he was putting Brie through by preventing her from taking a peek. He was probably at home, sipping a martini, amused by the thought of it.

Brie entered the tiny flower shop and went up to the girl at the counter, but was unsure what to say to her.

“Are you Miss Bennett?” the woman finally asked, after looking Brie over.

Brie smiled in relief. “I am, but how did you know?”

“I was told to look for a particular necklace.”

Brie fingered her collar and smiled. “I
love
this necklace.”

“It is quite lovely. I haven’t seen one like it before,” the shopkeeper replied as she handed Brie a single stem covered in a series of delicate orchids.

Brie took it and examined the blossoms, admiring the perfection of each individual flower. “This is stunning.”

“Yes, it is. I was instructed to pick only the best for you.”

Brie didn’t see a card with further instructions, so she asked, “Is there anything else?”

“No, this is all.”

Brie was slightly confused. Orchids reminded her of Tono, but that couldn’t be right, so she texted Sir after leaving the shop. Unfortunately, she got no response. Was he up in the apartment, waiting for her?

She stared at the orchid again, remembering the haiku Tono had written. It had mentioned an erotic gift… But OMG—if she was wrong and showed up at Tono’s place uninvited? It would be all kinds of embarrassing.

Playing it safe, Brie made a quick stop by the apartment. She wasn’t surprised to see it dark and silent. She checked every room just to be sure before getting into her car and heading to the Kinbaku master’s place.

Now her imagination was running amok. Why would Sir have Brie spend time at Tono Nosaka’s? She remembered he had mentioned that Lea’s birthday gift was linked to Tono’s.

Damn! Whatever they have planned is going to be freakin’ amazing!

Brie pulled up to Tono’s house and stared at it, feeling disappointed. His house was dark too. She got out of the car, assuming that Sir had left a card for her on the doorstep. However, as she approached she noticed a slight flickering through the window, as well as the hypnotic sound of a lone flute.

She knocked lightly, trembling all over as she waited for Tono to open the door. Instead, Lea graced the doorway dressed in a vibrant red kimono, her lips stylized in black to look like those of a geisha.

“Miss Bennett,” she said in a formal voice, “please come in.”

Brie stepped through the entrance with her large present, which Lea took from her before shutting the door.

The room was a fairyland of red candles.

“Lea, this is beautiful!”

“Kind of you to say, Miss Bennett,” Lea said, trying to hide her grin. “I am here to clean and prepare you for the evening.”

That sounded deliciously promising.

“Please follow me,” Lea directed, leading Brie to Tono’s bedroom.

Brie whispered, “What’s going on?”

“I have waited months for this, Miss Bennett. I’m not about to spoil the surprise now,” Lea informed her. “So be quiet and enjoy my preparations.”

Brie giggled under her breath. The sexual tension flowing from Lea told her that this was going to be better than anything she had imagined. Brie just hoped the evening wouldn’t end in a bad joke.

Lea undressed her slowly, laying her clothes on the bed. She then spent an hour cleaning her body, shaving her intimate parts and fixing her hair. All the months of stress slowly evaporated under Lea’s gentle hands.

“I like the look of your brand,” Lea purred, lightly tracing the mark. It ached at her touch, but Brie found it strangely erotic.

“Does it still hurt?” Lea asked.

“Not as bad as it did. To be honest, the branding itself didn’t hurt nearly as much as the weeks after.” Brie looked behind her, wishing she could see it. “Still, I love wearing his mark and I love looking at his.”

“Sir has one too?”

Brie suddenly felt guilty, as if she had given away a privileged secret. “Forget I said anything. Please…”

Lea could tell she was upset and assured her, “Don’t worry, Brie. I’m going to see it tonight anyway.”

Brie gasped and turned to face her. “What?”

Lea cursed herself as she turned Brie back around. “Forget I said anything. Enough talk.”

Lea giggled to herself as she continued her sensual preparations. When her friend had finished, she gave Brie a hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Now to unwrap your gift, birthday girl.”

Brie tore into the package. Had it been anyone but Lea, she would have shown more decorum, but her best friend knew how wrapped gifts intrigued Brie. She lifted the lid and found a kimono that matched Lea’s, but in black. It was covered in intricate embroidery. Brie realized on closer inspection that there were tiny orchids covering the silk. “This is unreal,” she exclaimed, picking it up to put it on. She twirled around, feeling the cool silk flap lightly against her warm skin. She felt so wonderfully spoiled that she hugged herself.