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“You’re being so good for me, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she whispered. Rukia snuggled deeper into the pillows surrounding her, into the light blanket covering her. Her cell phone lay on the sleek lacquered nightstand beside the bed, connected to the wireless earbud tucked into each ear.
“You’re a good girl, and I’m going to take such good care of you,” the voice in her ears continued, warm and soft, with just a hint of an edge.
“Lift your hips, that’s it, and let me take those off. I want you naked for me, I want to see every inch of you.”
Obediently Rukia reached down with both hands and pushed her panties down her hips to tangle at her ankles. “I want you to see me,” she whispered back when she was naked, the sheets crisp, smooth against her skin.
“You’re beautiful,” he said, his tone reverent. “And all mine, aren’t you?”
“Yes.” Rukia squirmed under the covers. She was already soaking wet. “I’m all yours.”
He groaned softly. “Look at you, so wet already, spread open for me with my hands under your thighs.”
She grabbed for her vibrator, already under the covers with her, as the voice in her ears continued, telling her exactly how he was going to touch and taste her, how good he wanted to make her feel. She followed his every word, using the buzzing toy to part her lower lips, and teased at her clit as he spoke of easing her thighs over his shoulders so he could eat her out until she was begging him for more.
By the time she eased the shaft inside herself, she was shaking as his voice crooned, “You feel like you were made for me, wrapped around me like this.”
With just his voice and the softly buzzing toy she brought herself to the brink of orgasm, backing off when he said he was slowing down, and then turning the speed higher when he sped up again and murmured, “My thumb’s soft on your clit, but I’ll touch you just the way you tell me to.”
“Like this,” she whimpered, and arched up into the touch of the vibrator’s cleverly placed rabbit ears.
“You’re going to come for me just like this,” he promised. “Aren’t you? And you deserve it, because you’re being so good for me, so perfect.”
Rukia clamped her lips shut, stifling the cry that tried to escape as she convulsed, ripples of pleasure washing over her and leaving her pliant and relaxed in their wake.
His pleasure washed over her too, his voice low and hoarse as he told her that he was coming too, deep inside her.
“You look so beautiful,” he murmured finally, after the last moan echoed in her ears. “Just let me hold you a while. You’re safe and warm in my arms, and your hair feels like silk as I run my fingers through it. Your lips are so soft every time I kiss you, cradling you close to me.”
She eased the vibrator out slowly and drifted on the sound of his voice until the recording stopped with a last promise that he’d always take care of her. And then there was only silence in her ears.
Reluctantly she unwrapped herself from her cocoon of pillows and blankets, grabbed her discarded panties, and dragged herself to the bathroom to clean up and change for bed. She put her vibrator away in its case and shoved it back in her nightstand before picking up her phone and tapping in the passcode.
Master praises you and tells you you’re a good girl – StrawberryDaiko popped up on the screen, along with a slew of comments from other listeners. Rukia swiped away from it and selected another file from her favorites: Sleep in my arms, also by StrawberryDaiko, and crawled back into bed.
She pulled the covers back over herself and snuggled in as his voice came back through her ear buds to tell her that he knew how stressed out she was, and that he was going to help her get to sleep. She needed a good night’s sleep; in the morning she’d be getting on a train to the Izu Peninsula for her company’s week-long senior management retreat.
Rukia sighed and hugged her pillow close as his low, sexy voice lulled her closer and closer into dreams. For almost six months she’d listened to this one nearly every night, even when she didn’t get herself off listening to any of the other files he’d recorded and posted on the app.
So every single one of them was in her favorites. So she had an alert set up to ping her whenever he posted something new. She just had preferences.
Bless Riruka for telling her about Euphony.
Dating and falling in love was something that happened to other people, Rukia had decided after Izuru left her high and dry four years ago. She’d skipped crying into pints of ice cream and glasses of wine in favor of climbing up the corporate ladder at Kuchiki Limited. It had paid off, with a Senior Vice President title at the age of thirty-three and a salary to match.
It also came with enough stress to give anyone an ulcer. Which was the only reason she didn’t tell Riruka to shove off when she said slyly over drinks one night, “You should sign up for it, Rukia. I haven’t ever come that hard.”
There’d been a few misfires, first, with storylines that made her want to crawl out of her skin, but just as she was about to delete the app she’d found a recording by StrawberryDaiko, labeled All Mine and promising a story of gentle possession, care, and praise. And just like that, she’d been hooked on his voice.
“Close your eyes,” he murmured into her ear. “Focus on the touch of my hand stroking your back, running my fingertips up and down your soft skin.”
Warm and cozy, with his voice growing fainter in her ears, Rukia drifted to sleep.