Chapter 304: The Respectful Request

Chapter 304: The Respectful Request
Celia Bennett's POV:

If I had to say, I knew one thing for sure. Master Pierre certainly had the stamina for it, especially whenever it came to using that... "thing"... He kept locked up all the time. I was beginning to feel sorry for it. It's not that I could use it, but it deserved to be set free more than he allowed. If only I could have sex right now, I would, but I'm afraid that would literally tear me into.

"Your thoughts are still too busy," Master Pierre said in that moment. "Keep your eyes solely focused on me, with your mind blank."

"But I..." I tried to say just as Master Pierre reached up and placed his finger over my lips.

"Words are not necessary at this particular moment," he told me this time. "If you listen to your feelings, and the connection I know you feel, it would all tell you that it agrees with me. Words are too much."

Instead of verbally responding to him this time, I nodded my head in agreement.

It was definitely getting warm, and that wasn't the temperature. I felt as if my skin was on fire, but I had yet to get in the water. I might have to dive underneath the water just to cool myself off if that were the case.

Master Pierre placed his hands on either side of me on the edge of the bench on which I was sitting on. He then slowly slid his hands over to the edges of the material that lay there beside my thighs.

I watched with anticipation as I looked back and forth as either of his hands picked up the material and tossed it back, if you will. He then placed his hands on the edges of my bare thighs, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes with pleasure at the touch of the warmth of his hands coming in contact with my cool, bare skin.

This is really turning me on, and that was one thing that was not very easy for me to mention. Master Pierre continued to slide his hands up my thighs until he reached my hips.

I could feel it as he slid his fingertips under the edges of my ass, but he didn't stop there; he continued to slide his hands around to the lower portion of my back as the palms of his hands started to go up my sides.

I did the best I could to keep my eyes open, but it was getting difficult at this point. I would occasionally roll my eyes with anticipation as I didn't feel the necessary need to hide my groans from him anymore. Groans... or moans... however I would classify it. It was still relaxing to feel the warmth from his powerful hands penetrate my skin.

"This is in the way," Master Pierre said as his hands were on the undersides of my arms as he continued to slide his hands at the sides of my ribs.

I wasn't exactly sure as to what he was referring to when I turned to look down and see exactly where his hands were placed.

"This..." Master Pierre said once more. "This is what I was referring to whenever I said this is in the way."

I didn't realize it, but I had left the lingerie cover material covering both my shoulders. It was at this point that he stood up on his toes to her; he was still leaning forward in a manner. However, he did something I didn't expect him to do.

Without touching me, he leaned forward. He shocked me whenever he used his mouth. He used his lips to pull a part of the material into his mouth and then blew the light material off of my shoulders. He started with one shoulder, then worked his way to the other.

Now my shoulders were completely exposed. The material of the lingerie cover had fallen back and landed on my elbows.

"I think it's time you stood up," Master Pierre said as he once again pulled himself back to where he could look at me, his hands never once moving from their previous position as they were still placed on the sides of my ribs.

For the most part, Master Pierre was still fully dressed. Sure, he had previously asked me to help him take off his shirt, but he seemed to get a bit distracted about the part where my shoulders were covered. Maybe he was going to have me help him remove his shirt after he was it a standing position. That might make it a bit easier for me.

"Here we go," Master Pierre said as he held me firmly by my ribs and lightly pulled me up.

I was actually surprised that he was able to hold me and lift me up before he lightly set my feet down on the stone floor beneath me. It was cool to the touch. It wasn't cold, but it was cool. It's in a slight chill up the backs of my legs, but it was so warm in here to a certain degree that the chill was only brief.

"Help me out, would you?" Master Pierre asked as I stood there in front of him. "I will hold you, and you help me."

I don't know what it was, but for some strange reason, I was still unable to speak. I was just taken aback by this entire moment. I reached forward so that I could access the button in the center of his chest. The top two buttons had already been undone as I admired the view already. Hell, I loved looking down his shirt earlier on, but let's try to keep focused here.

As I worked each button, I did the very best I could to stay mainly focused on the task at hand. I tried to keep my wandering eyes from wandering anything else except the button in front of me.

It took everything within me to try to keep from biting my lip, which I knew that specific thing seemed to drive him wild. The one point I couldn't help it. I just did it. I was trying to get a button unfastened closer to his naval, and I leaned my head to the side as I sucked my bottom lip and then my mouth.

It doesn't bother me, but it certainly does something for him. I heard him groan as he leaned his head back and rolled his eyes.

"Ma Lociole, please don't do that."