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We'll both have to learn things along the way [Skylias & Las_True_Romantic]

"Punish you? Who, me?" Skye laughed softly, a grin blooming on her lips. "No, I don't think I'd have the heart to do it. I'd probably just let Felice have her way with you if you were too much trouble." Figuring he'd had a taste of her earlier, she knew he'd understand. "Kind....I wish I had been more kind to you, Anthony. You've been all too kind to me, as of yet." His blush was quite apparent now, as her own, and she wondered why. Perhaps he felt the same tension as she did.

She closed her eyes, tuning into his voice again. It gave her a twinge in her chest, but not a bad one. There was a lush quality to the way he spoke that she couldn't quite name. She imagined it like velvet, caressing each word in a manner that made her heart skip a beat. I wish I could hear him...say my name. she thought, not knowing why she wished it. Hesistating for a split second, she placed her hand on his arm, below his shoulder. He doesn't seem to mind.. Skye tried to reassure herself, not wanting to push too far. Her thoughts took the better of her though and she slipped her hand further. Her arm rested in the crook of his, pulling her close to his arm as she rested her head. How he could remain so calm in his reading, she didn't understand, the way her heart was thumping just a little. "Tell me if I bother you, Anthony. This just..feels comfortable." Her voice was but a small whisper. Her lips opened a bit, breathing softly, as her eyes remained shut. She was blissfully unaware of the occasional glances he'd been giving her.
 
He blushed more and felt very embarrassed as she laughed at the though. Though at the mention of letting Felice take care of him, Anthony shuddered. “I’d much rather that you punish me Mistress. Felice scares me.” He admitted, looking at her with a small pout. He shook his head at her comment about being more kind. “Mistress, you are much kinder than Mr. Simms made me to believe. And much kinder than him.” Anthony assured her, looking up, his eyes trying to tell her just how much he meant those words.

As Sky’s hand touched his arm, his body relaxed more, He continued to read trying his best not to let his voice waiver in any way. However, when her hand moved to the crook of his arm, his voice became a little softer, as if to encourage her to lean closer to him. In his chest, his heart was beating faster than a humming birds wings. He felt like any moment it would burst from his chest. And Anthony’s throat felt a little tight as he continued to read. It was strange, everything that he was feeling was new to him, but he didn’t want any of the feelings to stop. “N-no…I-its okay Mistress.” He said, pausing from the reading and answering her. His eyes drifted to her more often now, with her eyes closed he didn’t have to worry about her seeing him stare. His began to read a little slower, feeling like he needed to do something to calm himself down.
 
He thinks I'm kind... She felt relief, knowing this and it only made her press closer. Skye fidgeted a little, feeling the need to be closer, but not knowing how. She wouldn't ask that of him, thinking he probably didn't feel the same. His slowed voice didn't help matters at all. It was almost ..Sexy, she thought. Her heart pounded against her ribs so loudly, she was sure he must feel it against his arm. Her fingers probed subconsciously, feeling the slight curve of his muscles through the thin fabric. This is rediculous, she thought, her feelings overwhelming her. He's not even doing anything and I'm breathing like I ran a marathon. His quiet, slow reading only pushed her further, barely able to contain herself as she already was. Her hand moved very slowly, the other replacing it on his arm, as she made her way across his stomach. Her fingers barely brushed his shirt, teasing the skin underneath unintentionally.

Her breath came in soft stutters now, no matter how she tried to contain it. Her heart beat hard against his side with her breast pressed against it so tight. Surely he must have noticed by now. She opened her eyes, peering up at him to see his reaction and praying for something good.
 
He didn’t pull away when she pressed herself closer. Though, his words did slow more, how else was he going to slow down his heart enough to talk without stuttering or tripping over each word he read. As she pressed closer, he could start to feel her heart beat against his arm. It was faint at first, but with each move, he felt it grow stronger. He relaxed, now not feeling as embarrassed because her heart was beating just as fast. Anthony let out a short gasp when he felt her hand brush against his shirt, teasing his toned stomach. He paused for a moment, looking down at Skye with a soft yet still shy. Only a moment later, he continued, blushing slightly as she looked up at him.

He made no move to stop her, in fact, the arm that she held moved a little, so that instead, her head fell to his chest. His hand slowly reached for her back and began to rub it slowly. “Mistress Sky? Are you tired?” He asked, again pausing in the reading. Anthony was curious as to why she was leaning so close to him. In his mind, he thought it must be because she was exhausted, but… the quick heartbeat and the sound of her breathing made him doubt that was all. “I-I can stop reading if you would like to go to bed Mistress.” He offered, but his tone making it clear that he didn’t want to stop, as if he enjoyed the affection she was showing.
 
She was sure her cheeks must be flaming red, her face felt so hot. As her face reached his chest she was then aware that his heart beat just as hers did, fluttering so rapidly. Her hands clutched at his shirt when she felt his gentle hand pressing into her back. "I..I'm not tired," she gasped in short breaths. The feel of his firm fingers teasing her skin, not really pressing in, was driving her wild. "Please, Anthony...more." Skye didn't understand the building feeling inside her, the wild desire to have him closer. She wondered if she had a similar effect on him, guessing by the way his heart beat so quickly. The hand on his stomach moved softly, testing his reaction. Her fingers fluttered ever so gently, pressing occasionally to feel the muscles beneath them. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, the way he touched her bare back above the dress. If he kept this up she was sure her heart would burst.
 
He was certain that she could hear his heart fluttering wildly, but he didn't care, Anthony doubted that she would say anything since hers was beating the same way. His hand faltered for a moment when he heard her gasp out her words, but realized it was because she enjoyed it, not because she was upset at him. Anthony bit his lip and his eyes looked down at Skye, how his Mistress laid against his chest, noticing how natural it felt. A soft moan escaped his lips as her hand moved across his abs over his shirt. Just the thought of her fingers was enough to send shivers up his spine, but with the added cool silky-ness of his shirt against his warm skin was almost too much for him.

"W-what would M-mistress like more o-of?" He asked, not sure what she was asking for. Anthony's tone and the expression in his eyes would tell her though that he was all too willing to do anything she asked.
 
The way his words faltered, it was really very cute, she thought. She saw saw the way he looked at her as he asked, knowing now that he was enjoying himself just as much. She moved slowly, stretching up until her warm breath could be felt on his cheek. Sky decided to tantalize him a bit further, seeing how far she could push his limits, though it killed her to tease him so. "..You." Her lips grazed his cheek as she whispered it, breath tickling his ear. Unsure of what to do, she listened, noticing the way he gasped when she rubbed him. A single, cool finger slipped between the buttons of the shirt, carressing softly. "What do you want, Anthony?" She was sure to say his name oh-so slowly. "We can stop if that's what you want." The emotions swirled inside Skye, overwhelming her.
 
As Skye whispered, and her hot breath ghosted his cheek, Anthony's whole body trembled. He sat still, mouth agape, pleasure and confusion written all over his face. His eyes shut and another moan escaped as he felt her cool finger against his now tensed abdomen. He didn't know how to respond to any of this, though, his body certainly had an idea. He could feel the pant grow tight as something between his legs strained against the fabric. Though, when Skye spoke of stopping, Anthony shook his head, making it clear that he liked the attention.

"W-whatever would m-make M-Mistress happy..." He finally managed to saw after a deep breath and a hard swallow. His eyes opened again and looked at Skye. Mr. Simms had mentioned how he may be asked to 'service' his Mistress, but upon meeting Skye, and up until this point, he didn't think it meant more than being her servant. This did not mean that he was not ready and willing to do everything she asked of him though, for a few reasons. For one, what man in his right mind would refuse such a sensual beauty; two, he did not want to have to deal with Felice giving him a punishment for disobeying; and finally and most important, Anthony actually wanted to, of his own will.
 
Skye couldn't help but smile a little when he shook his head so vigorously. She wasn't used to having such a dramatic effect on a man, and she somehow liked it, knowing she was the reason for his excitement. "You won't get in trouble if you say no.." she was sure to make it as hard as she possibly knew how for him to refuse. She slid down his jaw line, feeling the smooth shaven skin with her sensual lips. She rubbed a bitter harder with her hand on his skin, using the other hand to move his down to her lower back, feeling him automatically pull her closer. She so enjoyed teasing him like this, knowing how he must feel, having to wait permission to do what he most wanted.

Her lips had reached his chin and she lifted a little, her gaze meeting his. She couldn't stand it any longer, refusing her desires. She lowered her lashes in what she thought to be a sultry manner and whispered against his lips, feeling his warm gasps slip against her mouth, "Kiss me, Anthony."
 
Anthony's breath was caught in his throat. When he finally managed to take another breath in, it sounded like a desperate gasp. "B-but Mistress...I w-want to..." He protested but stopped as her lips graced his jaw. He shut his eyes tight and gasped as her hand moved more, it felt like his body was on fire when she touched it. His hand moved easily under her touch and his fingers were gentle as they slid down her back, his fingertips seeming to savor each inch of skin and dress they touched. Anthony couldn't stop himself from pulling her closer to his chest, as if his body had a mind of its own now.

His eyes opened as his hand slid down her back, a confused, yet surprised and very pleased expression still on his face as her face lifted to gaze into his. When she lowered her lashes in that manner, it made his body shiver once more, as if it knew what she would ask next. He was breathing hard when she whispered the order and it took Anthony a moment to process what she said. The other hand that was on the book lifted to her face, it was a little shakey, but sure non-the-less when it cupped her cheek. In one slow move, Anthony leaned forward and obeyed his Mistresses' command, his lips pressing to her in a soft kiss as both hands pulled Skye closer to him. All the while his mind a total blank, unsure of what to think or how to feel, but his body knew exactly what to do and Anthony let his carnal instinct take over.
 
Her body shivered in his grasp, delighted, when he expressed his desire. His fingers felt like flames racing down her back and she gasped for air. Skye was unaware of Anthony's condition, strained as he was below, so focused on the hand rising to touch her face. She leaned into his cupped palm, closing her eyes as she felt him lean in. The kiss he presented to her set off a strange stirring inside her and she gasped, lips parting slightly. She'd been kissed before, but certainly nothing quite like this. Her hand grasped softly at the hair at the nape of his neck, the other quite deftly unclasping one of the buttons of his shirt. It was difficult, the way he pulled her against him, but she managed to snake her hand into the space, gently scratching and rubbing against the skin hidden underneath. She gasped into the kiss, "More.." knowing there would be no need to ask twice.
 
Anthony could feel how red his cheeks were, practically in flames, and the heat of the kiss only added to it. As her lips parted, so did his, but only to capture her bottom lip between them, giving it a kiss of its own. Anthony's whole body tensed as her hand grasped at the nape of his neck and the other slid into his shirt to caress his chest. But the tensity went away just as suddenly as it appeared. Upon hearing the word, he didn't hesitate. The hand that was rubbing her back now gripped her waist, Anthony slowly sliding his Mistress into his lap as his lips dove forward for another kiss, yet much more pressure behind it. His thumb meanwhile idly stroked her cheek and he let out a tiny moan as his lips parted to entrap hers once more.
 
Her head swam with the passion of his kiss, slight moans escaping her when he gently tugged her lower lip with his mouth. Her hold on him tightened as she felt his body stiffen with pleasure. She wanted so badly to please him, to set his body on fire the way he did hers. Skye didn't fight him as he gripped her waist, unbuttoning yet another section of the shirt as he moved her. A sudden pressure beneath her caused a shiver to go down her spine, a slight "oh.." sliding from her lips before he caught her in another kiss. Her hand entered his shirt again, rubbing lower on his abs than before, keeping in mind the straining near his belt. She teased him like this for a moment as he played with her lips, pressing ever closer to that divide, but never quite reaching it. Her mouth teased back at his, tongue occasionally darting at his lips unsurely. Their gasps mingled in her mouth, his hot breath and hand on her face causing her all sorts of feelings below.
 
As Skye slid onto his lap, and over his growing member, he groaned urgently into the kiss. His tongue darted out, licking at her lips, batting at her tongue, as her hands moved lower down his body. The way she teased him was driving Anthony crazy, she was so slow and gentle, yet at the same time he knew that she was holding back, she enjoyed playing with him, making her slave squirm, and Anthony was enjoying it too. He kissed her over and over again, his lips pressing hard against hers, but allowing Skye to dominate the kiss if she wished. The hand on her cheek moved down to her waist as both his arms wrapped around her. Then, he pulled his face away from hers. Anthony was panting softly for air, like he had just run up a few flights of stairs, and his eyes looked deep into hers. "M-mistress... I w-want to p-please you..." He whispered breathlessly. "P-please M-mistress..." Anthony begged. "Tell me how..." He still seemed a little unsure of himself, but it was obvious that he wanted to continue, and he meant what he said.
 
She gasped for air, as well, reaching forward to try and meet his lips again. She smiled bashfully, barely wiggling her hips against him when he refused. It teased her as well, causing a steady throbbing to begin between her legs. Straddled across him as she was and wanting more, she hooked her left leg around him, roughly pulling his body against her once as she gasped. She blushed more at his request, choosing not to answer, but show him instead. Skye arched her back shyly, offering her breasts to him as she guided his hand to the zipper on her back. "Please..." she moaned, rubbing against him once more to show her urgency. Gentle hands pulled him in for one more, slow, sweet, kiss before guiding his face downward, pulling his lips along her neck and to her collarbone.
 
Another groan, and another was dragged from him as Skye wriggled her hips in his lap, causing a large disturbance between his legs that was quickly growing. He let out a soft whimper, one of need and desire, when Skye hooked her leg around him and pulled his body close. He could feel throbbing in his lap, but he couldn't tell if it was coming from him or the woman on his lap. When she offered her breasts, Anthony early kissed the exposed and soft flesh, but just sweet soft kisses, his lips barely gracing her silken skin.

As she pleaded, Anthony's hand slowly slid down her back, brining down the zipper with it. He gladly kissed her lips in return before planting them along her neck, collarbone, and the swell of her breasts exposed by the low cut dress. His eyes remained fixated on her face, mostly her eyes and lips, desperately looking for cues that he was doing well, a moan, a gasp, another sensual stare. Finally his hand came to a stop, the zipper on her dress fully un-done. However this did not stop her slave from praising her neck, chest, collarbone, and her breasts with sweet kisses, though his eyes gazed up at her, full of questions.
 
When she felt him throb beneath her, Skye only pushed more, more moans of desire falling from her lips as his met her skin, teasing with the softest of touches. She ached for more, needing him to release the fire building inside of her. His incessant teasing raised goosebumps on her skin, her hazel eyes half hidden by her lashes. Her mouth remained parted, her gasps audible as he rained her flesh with gentle brushes of his lips. Her soft hands rubbed their way up under the shirt, unbuttoning more when needed until the fabric fell open in the front, revealing his hardened chest. Distracted as she was by his kisses, she moved her hands around his neck, then slid her fingers down his arms, pulling the shirt with them. She tilted her shoulders just so, so that the straps of the dress slid down the sides, only her breasts holding up the little fabric that still covered her low-cut bra. Her back arched again, pleading with him to move further. "Please...Anthony..I want to feel it." She blushed, eyes staring into his as she gasped for air.
 
He groaned again as she pressed more, the pressure itself enough to make him burst with pleasure. Her gasps only urged him on more, making his kisses last longer, pressing his lips a little harder against her skin. Her cool hand on his hard and smooth chest caused him to shiver more with desire. His shoulders moved as did his arms as she slid his shirt off of him,, but his arms quickly return around her waist, not making a move to take off her dress, throughly enjoying the view as it was. When she arched her back, he pulled his face away and looked up at her. A smile crossed his face at her plea, and enjoyed the lustful look in her eyes and her gasps.

Without another word and in one swift movement, Anthony lay his Mistress down on her bed. Placing Skye's head on the pillow and her body on the comforter. His lips then flew to hers in a kiss full of passion as his hands worked to slowly pull the dress off her body. As his hands slid down, they savored her every curve, before pulling the dress off her legs and tossing it to the floor. His hands then worked their way slowly up her legs, spreading them as they reached her thighs, and then kneeling in front of his Mistress in the space between them.
 
The feel of his bare arms now wrapped around her was enough to set her skin on fire again, causing her to rock more urgently, feeling him pulse against her. She was surprised when he stopped, rather than continuing as she had thought he would, looking into her face. She bit her lip in a deliberate fashion, wondering why he seemed so pleased as he looked upon her.

She was completely taken by shock when he swept her off of his lap, laying her down on the bed instead. His lips were a welcome feeling though she throbbed for more in other aspects. She nipped and licked at his lips slowly, like a lover, as he crept down her body. His hands touch at places he hadn't before, such as her hips, lending the fire to the rest of her newly revealed skin. Skye felt exposed under his gaze once the dress fell to the floor and she pulled her knees up towards her body. Anthony's hands were quick to work their way up her long legs though, not leaving one inch without pleasure. A sharp gasp sounded from her lips when his palms pressed at her thighs, moving them apart. Only her black silky panties blocked his way as he knelt before her and she felt her cheeks grow hot. "A..Anthony..." She clearly wanted it, you could see from the desire in her eyes and the sounds she made.
 
He groaned louder as she began to rock more against her hips, the friction it was causing drove him crazy and he knew that he no longer needed permission, even if he wanted it. When she bit her lip, he playfully licked at it and gave her a sweet smile, as if to say 'Do not worry Mistress, I shall take care of all your needs and desires.'

Anthony couldn't stop the playful growl from escaping his throat as she nipped at his lips. The feeling of her teeth tugging and her tongue licking them made him want her that much more. Even as his hands undressed her beautiful body, his eyes remained on her face, wanting her to know that he wanted her, not her body, but Skye herself. His eyes remained fixed on hers, refusing to break his gaze, even as his hands slid back up the curvaceous legs. At the sound of his name, one hand crept between her legs, and as if to test the waters, his fingers gently stroked the black silk against her throbbing sex. "Mistress Skye...." He replied back with a grin as his fingers moved against the silk fabric, rubbing from her perineum to her clit in a slow and soft touch. "What does my Mistress desire from her slave?" He asked, his hand moving from her clit, up to her stomach, and the cupping a breast, holding it as if it were something so fragile, it would break if one breathed on it.
 
The growl sent a soft shiver up her spine, an indicator of how much he was enjoying himself. She never wanted to stop this embracing, feelings overwhelming her with each new surprise he brought. Her blush deepened, noticing how his gaze remained on her face alone, seeming only interested in her reactions. Her legs instictively clamped around his hand as he moved forward, brushing the moist fabric with his fingers as he whispered her name. She could only whimper, closing her eyes and tossing her head back with desire. Holding her apart, she felt him slide so slowly that it near drove her crazy. His teasing touch prevented her from giving a straight answer. Her breathing slowed and deepened as he slid up her stomach and then to her breast, goosebumps gathering on her skin as her nipples firmed. Skye twisted slightly side to side, mad with want. "Please...ahh. Your tongue. I want to feel you taste me," she whimpered, eyes resting on his hand, cupping her so gently.
 
The smile on his lips widened as her cheeks flushed deeper, she noticed where his eyes were focused, and it seemed she approved. Anthony hums with approval at the wetness he feels below his fingertips, glad he could please her this much with only kisses. Her whimpers his mistress made only made him more confident in his actions. As she squirmed side to side, both hands moved to her waist, holding her tight, assuring her that he was there to ease the want. He nodded at her request, all to happy to fulfill it for his sensual and sexy Mistress. Slowly Anthony lowered his head between her legs and stuck out his tongue, flicking it upward against her still silk covered sex and looking up for a reaction before continuing.

But instead of sliding the garment off her body, he simply moved the fabric away from the treasure that his tongue sought. He used his fingers to move the crotch of the silk panties to the side as his tongue reached from between his lips to lick her flower's inner lips softly, already they were swollen with lust and desire. Anthony fully planned on taking as much time and energy need to bring his mistress to at least one orgasm using his mouth and fingers alone.
 
Her breathing quickened and her muscles tensed as he held down her hips firmly, anticipating what was to come. She still gasped as she felt the quick flick of his tongue against her clit, hips pushing up against his hold. She watched helplessly as he pulled aside the fabric, leaning in to taste her hot, swollen sex. She mewed softly, eyes closed as she clutched the sheets, feeling him lap slowly at her already leaking juices. Her hand pressed against the back of his head, urging him to do more. Already far along just from his teasing, it wouldn't take much to push her over the edge.
 
As she pressed against the back of his head, Anthony eagerly opened his mouth, his lips wrapping around her entire womanhood. is tongue darted out of his mouth, flicking playfully at the swollen inner lips, dipping inside her, and then caressing her clit with care. His mouth suckled on her flower, drinking the juices that flowed from it. He moaned with pleasure as the juices covered his tongue, she was heaven. Never before had he tasted anything so sweet and alluring, Anthony instantly becoming hooked on her pleasure, he knew that only her juices from now on would quench his thirst, and he was all to happy to milk every last drop from her body. Meanwhile, one hand reached up to her breasts, pulling down her bra just enough that his fingers could dance around her areolas and nipples.
 
Her cries turned to sensual moans as his tongue thrust into her. She was in absolute ecstasy, feeling as though she would burst any moment with the intense please she received. Her hips rocked against his mouth eagerly, happy to supply him with as much of her as he desired.

Alternating between panting and moaning as he teased her sensitive folds, Skye watched Anthony through half-closed eyes. Seeing him looking so intent on pleasing her only made her shiver with more delight.
 
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