Free Leah's Seduction: 7 (Gianni and Leah - Leah's Seduction) by Emily Jane Trent Page B

She knew what he expected.
    He outlined the beauty of her form with the teasing feathers. Down her spine and over her butt, then her thighs. Slowly, he swiped them along her calves, and the soles of her feet. There was not a move or a sound from Leah. He retraced, slowly going back up her body, seeing that she tolerated it well. Although he knew the tickle of the feathers created more intense sensation than their inoffensive look would indicate.
    Holding the instrument in one hand, he stood beside her and placed his palm on her abdomen. Other than her breathing, there was no motion. He slid his hand up and cupped her breasts, one at a time. Their softness affected him, and Gianni’s cock stiffened.
    He swirled a finger around one nipple, then pinched it between his thumb and finger. The expression in Leah’s eyes changed, but she did not otherwise show that she had felt the slight pain. He pinched more firmly. He did the same to the other nipple.
    Feeling the little pebbles, Gianni knew Leah’s arousal. It was best not to push too far. Putting the feathers aside, he stood behind her. The erotic sight of her red, swollen pussy sent heat flooding through his lower body. He put his hands on her ass and gently squeezed.
    “You are doing very well,” he said to her.
    Gianni took a small bottle of oil from a shelf and poured some into his hand. He smeared it on Leah’s bare skin, gently massaging as he went. Then he squeezed her firm ass. Lifting his hand, he smacked one ass cheek, knowing the oil would increase the sensation.
    The slap was not for punishment, but solely for her pleasure. He slapped again, and then did the same on the other cheek. He was proud of her for not whimpering, though her breathing sped up. Her skin turned pink from his touch, and he slapped her twice more.
    Spanking excited her. Especially the way he did it. The sharp impact would vibrate through her sex, stirring her arousal. And the sound of his hand against her oiled skin would be a turn-on. Leah’s eyes were glassy, but she was perfectly still, letting him spank her as he chose to.
    Reading her body language, Gianni knew it wouldn’t take much to make her come. But he had no intention of letting her do so then. If at all. He rather liked her suffering. She was beautiful in her state of tortured arousal. He wasn’t anxious to relieve her of it.
    With his hands on her ass, Gianni kneeled so he was the right height. The swollen lips of her pussy enticed him, and he raked his tongue over them. Leah did not squirm, which was to her credit. But the way Gianni was feeling, punishment wouldn’t have been such a bad thing.
    He dipped the tip of his tongue past her outer lips, and licked up some of her cream. Her hot pussy was like a tasty bit of candy. Gianni sucked and licked, savoring her. She made no sound except for panting. He would not reprimand her for that. Panting could not be helped.
    For some minutes, Gianni kissed and stimulated her, breathing in her feminine scent. Drunk on the smell of female arousal, he leaned back with his hands on her thighs, breathing heavily. He fingered her gently, but she didn’t squirm.
    Standing, Gianni stroked her wet slit, carefully avoiding her tense clit. One touch could set her off, and he didn’t want that. He slipped two fingers inside her and stroked. Her hot pussy clenched around them, and his cock dripped for her.
    Gianni stroked her, bringing her close then stopping the motion. Over and over, he tortured her. He lost track of time. It had no meaning. Minutes seemed like hours, and they could have been. His only focus was Leah, and her response. He knew her well, and dangled her on the edge of pain. Her clit must have ached unbearably, and yet she found the strength to obey. Leah didn’t move, and abstained from letting his stimulation make her lose control.
    He slowly removed his fingers, and witnessed her disappointment. But not for long. “I’m going to fuck you, Leah,” he said.
    There was no