She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. As soon as she did so, Matthew's fingers returned to skating and dancing across her skin. He let his fingers dance and skate all along Ellie's body, looking for her secret spots. Matthew found all of them, one by one. Her collar bone wasn't a secret, but the little valley between her breasts was. The same held for the undersides of her breasts and surprisingly her left wrist, but not her right.
Throughout Matthew's search, Ellie had become restless and aroused to levels unfamiliar to her. Her body was on fire. Every bit of her sang and tingled. Each piece of skin expected his touch, yearned for it. Matthew smiled as he saw the pink blush on her chest and cheeks. The thin sheath of sweet covering her skin made her shine in the soft light. His smile faded as he was struck again by how beautiful Ellie really was. He'd always though clothes made woman more beautiful. Not Ellie. He'd never seen her as beautiful as she was now.
Matthew wanted to see her writhe in pleasure. Sensual pleasure given the right way. He grabbed Ellie's left hand and pressed a kiss on her wrist. The touch drew a moan from Ellie that turned into a groan when he ran his finger along the underside of both her breasts. Matthew wanted to go on teasing her for hours more, but this wasn't the time for that. He took his place between her legs and let his hard shaft rest against her shivering pussy. "Ellie, open your eyes."
Ellie's eyes flicked open, and she looked straight at his cock resting against her lips. Any apprehension she might've felt had long since fled. She wanted this. Her pussy was a ball of liquid fire inside of her. She was ready. Her eyes met his. "Do it, Matt. I'm ready."
He nodded and put the tip of his cock against her entrance. "I'll go slow, Ellie. I want you to feel wonderful."
Ellie gasped and moaned as his hard length slid inside of her. So different from her fingers. So much bigger and harder. Good. More. Inch by inch, Matthew pushed inside of her. Ellie's legs wrapped around his waist, and she pulled the rest of him inside of her. "Please."
Matthew didn't need any more encouragement, and he leaned down to kiss her. His chest squashed and rubbed her breasts as he moved inside of her. Ellie clamped her arms around him. She had to feel him against her more. Each thrust forced a little gasp out of her. From time to time, Matthew would stay deep inside of her and massage her clit with his pelvis. Ellie let out the most delicious moans when he did that.
Ellie wasn't even close to coming, and the things Matthew made her feel astounded her already. This wasn't normal. Or was it and had she just never known? It didn't matter because she was drowning in pleasure. Incoherent sound escaped her as Matthew took her higher. She loved her traitorous body right now.
Matthew sped up his movements, and Ellie's moans took on a higher pitch. He was taking her somewhere. Faster now. So close. Her eyes snapped open, and Ellie screamed as she clamped her arms and legs around him. Matthew couldn't move, so he flexed his muscles to make his shaft hop inside of her. Ellie started shaking as her orgasm raged through her. Matthew wasn't done with her yet though, and he moved his hips as much he could to give her clit more attention.
Ellie shook her head against his shoulder, flooded by pleasure. A new wave washed over her, and she bit into his shoulder and muffled her screams against his skin. When she finally relaxed, her arms fell down on the bed. Her whole body was limp and heavy. A smile had come to her face.
Matthew saw it, and he froze in place. Her wild hair covered one eye, yet still the sunlight played with the loose pale strands strewn about her face. She looked up at him with such a happy look that he forgot about his own pleasure and just smiled back at her. "You liked that?"
She mouthed the words 'thank you' instead of answering, and her little smile returned. Matthew joined her on the bed, and Ellie snuggled close to him. He knew then and there that neither of them would ever forget this trip. There was just no way.
***
Tom put his finger on Ruth's lips before he nudged her backwards, away from him. She stood before him, gloriously naked. She wasn't hiding her beautiful body from him, but he saw the blush on her cheeks and knew how much she enjoyed having his eyes roam her body. He smiled and pulled her outfit for what he had in mind out of their suitcase.
A simple white blouse, and a black skirt that reached to the mid thigh and that would billow out nicely in the wind. And sandals. Nothing more.
Ruth waited for Tom to reach back into the suitcase, but he didn't make another move. She bit her lip, unsure if she was allowed to ask for more clothes. She gathered her courage and opened her mouth, but Tom put his finger to his lips and shook his head. No words, little girl. The message was clear as day.
Tom making her do what he wanted without even speaking excited Ruth. Was his power over that big that he didn't even need words anymore? A sexy little smile curled the corner of her mouth when she admitted that it was. She kneeled before Tom and lowered her head, another clear unspoken sign.
Tom smiled and crouched in front of Ruth. He kissed her forehead and took her collar from his pocket. It wasn't one of her jewel collar pieces this time. Instead, he held the deep emerald green leather collar he'd granted her. Ruth wore it rarely, only during special occasions and sometimes during playtime. She'd worn it on her wedding night. She'd worn it on her birthday and on his birthday. But never had she worn it in plain sight. Nobody knew her here, but still, Ruth couldn't stop thinking about how many eyes she would draw.
The vibrant emerald green contrasted beautifully with her pale skin and her reddish blond hair. Just that visual appeal would draw looks. And then they'd see the rest of her... a faint hint of her breasts through the thin blouse. Her nipples hard as pebbles, obvious to anyone looking. If the wind suddenly picked up they might even see her pussy, dripping with excitement.
The soft click of her collar being locked in place halted Ruth's galloping thoughts. They hadn't even left the room yet, and she was already breathing heavy. Tom hadn't said a thing to her, and her imagination was going wild. For a moment she was thankful her Sir wasn't going to tease her with his words. She would die of embarrassment if she came from overstimulation wherever he was taking her.
The collar felt snug around her neck. It had really been a while. Nothing made her feel owned quite like this. She'd always wondered how such a small piece of leather could make her feel completely embraced and loved.
Tom pushed up her chin, and Ruth saw the love in his eyes before he kissed her. The kiss was gentle and slow. Nothing more than a teasing brush of the lips. He pulled back, and their eyes met. The loving admiration they felt for each other steadily made way for a different kind of attraction. When they kissed again, it was possessive to the extreme. Everything they couldn't say right now was expressed through that kiss. I'm going to have you. I'm going to give myself to you.
A nudge to her chin had Ruth stand up, and Tom pulled her forward, his hands on her firm ass, and his tongue soon buried in her wet slit. Ruth moaned and grabbed his hair to keep steady as Tom pulled out all the tricks he had to bring her to the edge of a quick orgasm. His tongue flicked, circled and licked at an unrelenting tempo while his fingers found and teased her sensitive little asshole.
In minutes, the anticipation and the stimulation had Ruth wishing she could beg. If only she had some way to get his attention. She tapped his head, but Tom ignored her and just kept pleasuring her. She tapped again, with more urgency, and this time Tom did let her go. He grinned at her as he got up and stepped back.
Ruth's legs trembled as she walked over to the bed and picked up her skirt. She looked at it. It really wasn't that long. She bit her lip as she put it on. Next was the blouse. She looked down after she finished buttoning up and closed her eyes as a wave of excitement shot through her. Her nipples said hi through the blouse. All she'd need to be more obvious was a leash attached to her collar. Ruth moaned at the picture that thought conjured up in her mind. She pushed it aside as she slipped on her sandals.
Tom held out his hand to her, and Ruth put her small hand in his. They went outside, and that first step across the threshold made Ruth's legs weak. The cool sea breeze played along her sopping wet slit, and she cast Tom a pleading look. He just smiled and brushed his fingers along her blushing cheek. The tips of fingers traveled further down, grazing one of her nipples and eventually settling on the small of her back. Ruth shuddered when Tom started walking and kept a firm grip on her side.
Ruth wasn't going anywhere he didn't want her to go. She felt safe so close to him. Ruth grabbed his arm with both of hers to try and hide her nipples, but not even ten steps in, her skirt flipped up in the wind, and she felt the warm rays of the sun on her overheated lips.
