Chapter 2 - 2

I let go of the covers and sat back again. Then an idea formed in my mind. With out stopping to think I took his hand into mine and keeping my eyes focused on his I brought his hand to my rounded out tummy.

His breathing seemed to deepen as I placed his hand. His palm splayed out. I let go of his hand and waited to see what he would do. He began a slow circle around my stomach. I couldn't breath. Yet it seemed he could not seem to get enough. Then a wicked idea came to my mind and as I finally began to breath again I did something I had never done before.. instead of trying to hold back ...I pushed out my tummy for all I was worth. I wanted to meet that palm. Once again his eyes dilated. He was aroused by my full hard tummy in his hand! I smiled to myself. Before I knew it he placed both of his hands against me. Oh the feel of Cory's hands on me! I had day dreamed of him touching me as I had always wished he would so many times. I stayed silent afraid of breaking what ever spell this was.

His blond hair glinted in the sunlight streaming through my windowpanes and his blue eyes seemed to be lit with candle flames. God he was beautiful. The planes of his face so perfect and so masculine had caused me more then one dream of being allowed to be near him damn the separation between us I was not going to lose this chance. Never taking my eyes from his face I gently lifted his hands away and he seemed to come to himself as he went to turn away instead I whispered,"wait." he paused and I could see the desire written clearly there. Emboldened I grabbed the ends of the gown in my shaky hands and began to pull it up. As the porcelain skin beneath began to be ever more reveled I was shaking inside still afraid to show him the true damage of the night before. I still had no clue to the mystery of how it had happened but at that moment I didn't care. I slowly slinked the silk up my thighs and over the top of my protruding middle. Cory could not take his eyes off my body. I soon had that material removed from the tops of my breasts and my nipples hardened at his stare. After I was finally fully reveled to him I lay back against the pillows again. My hair fanned out and I waited to see what he would do.

He seemed unsure at first was this truly alright? Knowing what I must do knowing that I could not let him leave me now I took my breasts into my own hands and begging him,"touch me please!" Once again he ran a splayed palm down my stomach but it was warm against my bare flesh. I moaned deeply. Bending down to me he kissed my stomach. I could feel my muscles clench in pleasure. His other palmed joined the massage and I was lost. A moment later I finally felt the one thing I had been dying for his lips on mine. Oh the deep drowning pleasure of that he tasted of heaven and I pulled his mouth against mine angling my lips to taste him fully. There was no force on earth that would allow me to let him go now damn the fact that he was my servant! In this I intended to be his slave. Pulling him down to me I ran my finger tips down his chest and into his hair oh how I had wanted to touch that spun gold that was like silk and magic to my touch.In that moment he knew he owned me!