And it was clear Yvonne knew it. “I’m not letting you come yet. Didn’t I tell you that your pleasure is mine to give?”

“Yes,” Ruby murmured.

“Do you think you’ve earned the privilege of pleasure?”

Ruby hesitated. “No, Mistress.”

“Are you saying that because you know it’s what I want to hear?”

Ruby lowered her gaze. “Yes, Mistress.”

Yvonne let out a soft, velvety chuckle. “I appreciate your honesty. And I’m a merciful Mistress. You’ll get your release, but on my terms, not yours.”

Yvonne took the rope running down the center of Ruby’s body and pulled it aside so it was no longer between Ruby’s nether lips. She let a hand roam down the front of Ruby’s body, skimming over her bare stomach, slipping down the inside of her thigh. Ruby pulsed with anticipation.

Yvonne leaned close, drawing her thumb down Ruby’s lower lip. “From the moment I tasted these lips of yours, I’ve been dying to find something out.” She traced her fingers up Ruby’s slick slit. “Does the rest of you taste as sweet?”

Ruby blew out a hard, sharp breath. Yvonne drew her lips down Ruby’s neck, leaving a wet trail behind. She continued downward slowly, painting them over Ruby’s breasts and nipples, all the way to her belly button. Ruby shuddered, Yvonne’s wet lips soothing her burning skin.

Yvonne looked up at her, her dark eyes alight. “This is the only time you’ll ever see me on my knees.”

Yvonne knelt, her breath searing Ruby’s inner thighs. Ruby trembled. Yvonne’s lips wandered up to where Ruby’s thighs met, her touch featherlight, and drew her tongue over Ruby’s folds. Ruby groaned softly, her hips pushing out toward the other woman, straining her bonds to their limits. But Yvonne only drew back an equal amount. There was no rushing her.

So Ruby closed her eyes and wrapped her fingers around the rope above her head, giving in to the sweet torment. The more Ruby relaxed, the more Yvonne rewarded her, her touch growing firmer and more deliberate. She pursed her lips around Ruby’s clit, sucking gently. She teased Ruby’s entrance with her tongue. She grabbed onto Ruby’s ass cheeks, holding tightly as she devoured Ruby. Ruby slackened in her bonds, purring from her chest as she slipped into a trance of bliss.

It didn’t take long for her pleasure to peak. Her head flew back, her body quaking as an explosion of ecstasy tore through her. It faded just as quickly as it came. But Yvonne continued, her mouth working at the peak of Ruby’s thighs, more gently now, but still unhesitating. In her bound, bliss-drunk state, Ruby was powerless against her. Not that she wanted Yvonne to stop. Although Yvonne was unrelenting, her mouth, her lips, her tongue, felt so exquisite.

“Oh, god!” Ruby stiffened as another climax gripped her, just as intense as the last, but it drew on and on until Ruby felt like her body had been sucked dry.

She let out a long, slow breath. Yvonne rose to her feet again, cupped Ruby’s cheeks and kissed her hard and deep, sucking the air from her chest. Ruby’s head spun. She could taste herself on Yvonne’s lips.