Okay. Stop touching yourself. Now.
Amira’s movements faltered, her fingers slowing down and eventually coming to a complete stop, her brows furrowing as she read the text message several times to be sure that she’d read it correctly.
She was tempted to just keep going anyway, but for some reason, she couldn’t bring herself to do it.
I stopped.
Amira sent back, narrowing her eyes at her stupid phone screen. She let out a loud huff when she read the next message.
You’re not lying? You really did follow my directions? You’re not touching yourself anymore?
No, I’m not touching myself anymore.
She sent every angry face emoji that she could find and let out another huff when Casey sent a few laughing emojis back, along with,
Good…That’s how I would punish you.
Amira regretted asking that stupid question earlier.How would you punish me?Who gives a damn? Why theHellhad she asked?!
I’m not your sub so you can’t punish me :( let me finishplease. Please. I need to so badly.
She sent back quickly. She let out a happy squeal when Casey replied.
Go ahead. Come for me. Your orgasm is mine.
Oh, shedid.
It was seconds later when she was moaning loudly, back arching off the bed as her body spasmed and her orgasm rushed through every inch of her body. This was the orgasm that finally satiated her. This was the orgasm that rocked her world.
She could hardly catch her breath, her legs trembling and hands shaking as she attempted to find her phone. She’d previously thrown it halfway across the bed mid-orgasm.
When she finally managed to find it where it was buried within her sheets, she brought it up to her face again, squinting her eyes in an effort to see the screen even though her vision was blurry.
She bit her lip, contemplating as she read the text message.
I would have loved to see your face when you came. Maybe I’ll get to see it soon?
Maybe.
6
Back at work, Casey was playing it cool. Amira didn’t bring up the text sex, so neither did she. Days had gone by and Casey had watched Amira squirm when they were in meetings together. Casey ran her eyes over Amira’s body as though she was starving and Amira was her next meal and Amira looked like the deer caught in the headlights just as Casey enjoyed.
They had been in a whole team meeting in the boardroom to discuss all of the athletes they were currently treating and Casey noticed as the other staff dispersed that Amira was waiting and looking anxious. Casey waited too. Suddenly they were the only two left in the big room and you could cut the sexual tension between them with a knife.
“What can I do for you, Dr. Alvarez?” Casey asked cooly.
“I think I’m interested in learning more about BDSM,” Amira spoke quietly, barely above a whisper, fiddling with her thumbs as she did. “I’d like an in person lesson if that’s alright…”
Casey smiled. “Why don’t you saypleasefor me, baby. Ask me nicely and loudly. Then, I’ll think about it.”
Casey was very much enjoying watching Amira squirm.
She watched Amira’s breasts bob as she took a deep breath. “Please will you give me an in person BDSM lesson. I’d like to try, please.”
Amira looked down at the floor.
“Look at me.” Casey put a finger under Amira’s chin and raised it to look at her.