Carolyn had already been on her way back to the hotel when Jack had sent the first "yes mistress." He never failed to surprise and delight her, so she was hurrying up to their room
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Jack hurried as quickly as he could back to the hotel. He would never in a thousand years have considered himself the subservient type, so he wondered a bit at the excitement coursing through him.
When he entered the room, and saw Carolyn already there, he lowered his eyes in proper subservient fashion (though they still smoldered).
"I am here, mistress. How may I serve you?" He tried to keep his voice low and servile, but it came out husky.
Carolyn looked back at him over her shoulder and smiled. Part of her thought he was adorable, but a much larger part thought he was sexy as hell. Unlike Jack, she was a little more familiar with this side of herself. She topped the hell out of most men she slept with.
"I have a couple ideas." She turned and crossed the room to him, not bothering to replace the bra she'd discarded. She extended one hand to him.
Jack took her hand and followed obediently, heart thumping. He kept his eyes lowered for the most part, but couldn't help but sneak a peek or two. He was already so aroused his jeans were uncomfortable.
His eyes met hers for a burning instant, then he lowered them, and began shedding his clothes, feeling her eyes open him. He didn't make a sexy show of stripping, just took his clothes off, and folded them neatly, while his breathing quickened and his erection hardened.
Then he lay down on the bed, of necessity, on his back.
"That's right," she purred, unable to keep the visible shiver from running down her spine when he met her eyes. Carolyn crawled up on the bed after him, but didn't touch him. "Get comfortable."
"Now," she said quietly, starting at his feet and moving up his body, careful to keep their skin from brushing even once, "I want you to tell me about one of your dreams..." Carolyn smiled wickedly and let her mouth hover over his.
"I dreamt I was on the sailboat, and kissing Lorelai," that was an image that had tormented his dreams frequently before he met Carolyn, "then you cam out of the cabin, and I was afraid you would be jealous, but Lorelai told me you just wanted to be kissed too. So I kissed you," Jack's breath hitched as he remembered, "and then she did too, and began to take your clothes off."
Carolyn hummed her pleasure at his words and ran her hands, feather light down his chest. She shifted lower, letting the soft skin of her breasts brush him occasionally as she moved. Once she was low enough, she began to lick and kiss her way down his abdomen. "Keep going," she urged, wriggling her behind a little as she got even lower.
Jacks hands clenched in the covers. His muscles stood out as if he were straining against something--he was, straining against the impulse to grab her and do what Lorelai had been doing to her in his dream.
"She took of your shirt and began kissing and sucking your breasts, and you pulled me to you. You kissed me, then pushed my head down, so Lorelai and I each had a nipple."
Jack couldn't speak for a few moments as he sought to get control of himself.
"Then I got behind you, and took your breasts in my hands, Lorelai slid your pants off, and began kissing and licking you there." Jack couldn't go on, he gasped and writhed.
Carolyn's breath was coming quickly and she delighted in it, in the restraint, the control. She kissed down his length and mouthed at the tightly drawn stones beneath, hands sliding up the insides of his thighs.
Jack's thighs parted in spite of himself, and his hips started to rise, but he forced them back down, with a groan. His head rocked restlessly from side to side for a few moments as he gathered up his control again.
"Then I entered you from behind, and tended to your breasts and nipples, while she knelt in front of you licking and sucking until you came again and again and ahhhhgainnn."
"Do you want to now?" she asked in a low voice, pulling back and looking up at him. "Fuck me, I mean? Make me come?" Carolyn loved how he shook and slipped further into incoherency.
When he entered the room, and saw Carolyn already there, he lowered his eyes in proper subservient fashion (though they still smoldered).
"I am here, mistress. How may I serve you?" He tried to keep his voice low and servile, but it came out husky.
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"I have a couple ideas." She turned and crossed the room to him, not bothering to replace the bra she'd discarded. She extended one hand to him.
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"Coming, mistress." Well, not quite yet.
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Then he lay down on the bed, of necessity, on his back.
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"Yes, mistress," he said demurely, and made an obedient show of settling himself, while his eyes wandered over her.
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"But you aren't allowed to touch me."
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"I dreamt I was on the sailboat, and kissing Lorelai," that was an image that had tormented his dreams frequently before he met Carolyn, "then you cam out of the cabin, and I was afraid you would be jealous, but Lorelai told me you just wanted to be kissed too. So I kissed you," Jack's breath hitched as he remembered, "and then she did too, and began to take your clothes off."
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"She took of your shirt and began kissing and sucking your breasts, and you pulled me to you. You kissed me, then pushed my head down, so Lorelai and I each had a nipple."
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Her mouth, however, continued southward, until there was no avoiding it and she could lick delicately at the weeping tip of his cock.
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"Then I got behind you, and took your breasts in my hands, Lorelai slid your pants off, and began kissing and licking you there." Jack couldn't go on, he gasped and writhed.
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"Then I entered you from behind, and tended to your breasts and nipples, while she knelt in front of you licking and sucking until you came again and again and ahhhhgainnn."
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