With a slow, deliberate breath, Andrea bit her lip, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she met Miranda’s gaze. “It’s been a while,” she said softly, her voice filled with defiance. “Since you really let go. Since you punished me.”
Miranda’s lips curved into a small, dangerous smile, and without another word, she moved. In one swift motion, she flipped Andrea onto her stomach and pulled down her sleep shorts. Her hands gripped her hips with enough force to make Andrea gasp. The sheets bunched under her, and she barely had time to catch her breath before Miranda’s hand came down sharply on her ass, the smack loud and deliberate.
Miranda’s fingers moved lower, three fingers parting Andrea’s slick heat. The sensation was immediate—intense and overwhelming—but not enough to send Andrea over the edge. Miranda knew exactly how to touch her, how to drive her to the brink without letting her fall.
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After weeks of tension and anticipation, Andrea pushes Miranda’s patience to its limit, craving the punishment she knows will come. Miranda takes control, expertly balancing pain and pleasure, pushing Andrea to the edge. As the weekend unfolds, Miranda promises a long, torturous game of edging, ensuring Andrea’s desire remains just out of reach, heightening the intensity of their connection.
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Miranda’s fingers slid out slowly, the sudden emptiness leaving Andrea gasping, her body aching for more, but she didn’t have long to dwell on the loss. Miranda’s hand moved with deliberate precision, her fingers now slick with Andrea’s wetness as she pressed them against the tight ring of muscle at Andrea’s ass. Andrea’s breath caught, her body tensing instinctively at the sudden shift, the sensation sharp and unfamiliar. Miranda didn’t give her much time to adjust—didn’t give her much of a warm-up at all. She pressed forward with firm, deliberate pressure, her two fingers sliding into Andrea’s ass with a slow, steady force that left Andrea gasping. The stretch was immediate, intense, and Andrea’s body jolted at the intrusion, her muscles clenching instinctively around Miranda’s fingers. It wasn’t painful exactly, but it was a shock to her system, the tightness overwhelming, the sensation foreign and sharp. “Breathe,” Miranda instructed, her voice calm, steady, as her fingers pressed deeper. “You can take this.” Andrea whimpered, her body trembling under the weight of Miranda’s control, but she forced herself to obey, her breath coming in ragged bursts as she tried to relax, tried to let go. Miranda’s fingers moved with slow, deliberate pressure, stretching her further, pushing her past the point of comfort but never beyond what she could handle.
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Will Andrea endure Miranda’s relentless control, or will the weekend’s slow burn of desire push her beyond her limits?
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