Wax Play–Part 2 #BDSM #WaxPlay #HistoricalWestern #EroticRomance #Spanking Romance #WidowWagon 12


Hello WIP IT Up Wednesday Fans!!  I have another excerpt from Angus and Clara’s story.   Last week we had started with a little wax play and this week it continues 🙂

He circled first her left nipple, random drips of hot wax dotting her nipple and areola, her belly trembling.  Then he went to the right nipple, circling that nipple, making a similar pattern.  He let the wax pool on the candles, while he blew softly on the warm wax watching the skin goose bump on each of her breasts.  Tilting the candles close together, the flames kissed the outer edge, wax flowing downward in gentle rivulet’s from her sternum to her navel.
She stiffened the muscles in her thighs, her hips moving just a fraction of an inch.  He pulled up the candles.  “You can move, darlin’.   Is it feeling good?”
“Yes, Sir.”  She arched her back pulling her knees up, her hips swiveling, and then she relaxed  widening her legs, her clit displayed through the thin pubic hair.  He replaced the candles into their stands, to give his hands the freedom to stray.  He lightly grazed his hand over her right hip drawing lazy circles on the inner hip, her body writhing under the attention.
“Oh, God!”  She lifted her bottom off the blanket unable to keep still under his teasing fingers.  He traced light circles just above her pussy, twirling the curls under his fingers, brushing over her labia but not pressing or entering, her hands left her head and she tried pushing his hands.
“Hands!”  He furrowed his eyebrows at her when she opened her lids, she quickly shuttered them returning her hands to her head.  “You know better than that, bad girl.  I control what happens, and when it happens.”
To prove his point, he barely stroked her, lightly brushing the little brown tuft of hair, tapping her clit once before he abandoned her.
Her whine made him chuckle, she squeezed her thighs together tightly—a bit of self-satisfaction.
He grasped the candles again, the wax had pooled nicely.  He let the wax drip slowly down each hip being careful to go nowhere near her hair or sex.  He let the wax kiss a trail up her belly to her sternum again, the warm wax melting the partially cooled wax beneath it.  Tilting them together again, he circled each nipple, focusing on the nipple itself this time, the goose bumps forming on the skin, the nipple puckering tightly under the attention.  He then focused on the  right nipple, doing the same until each breast and areola were buried beneath the sticky wax.
“You can move, baby.  Just keep your hands above your head.”
The petulant whine, quirking his lips up into  grin.  Adorable.  He returned the candles to their stands, divesting himself of his clothes. At the sound of the buckle of his belt being done, her eye opened staring at the belt, he pulled it out of the loops on his pants quickly, watching her shiver at the whap, whap whap sound as it slapped through them.
I’ll be sharing my cover within the next couple days and we’ll continue the wax play next week.  Now click on the links below and read the hot excerpts they’ve included and enjoy your Wednesday!


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