Fifty Shades of Alice Through the Looking Glass (Second Book of the 50 Shades of Alice Trilogy)

considering was trying to stop him, but since her position was compromised she knew it was important to establish the rules of this game.
    “Shouldn’t I have a safeword?” she asked.
    “I’m not going to hurt you, Alice. I promise.”
    “But what if I want you to let me go?”
    “Is that what you want?” Gnat asked. His palm moved up, and his fingers slipped between her folds, entering her.
    Alice answered with a gasp. She was beginning to understand what a turn-on being helpless was. Instead of resisting, Alice raised her hips so he could penetrate her deeper and reach her G-spot.
    Surprisingly, Gnat withdrew his hand completely, and instead began lightly rubbing the inside of her thigh, nowhere near her sensitive parts.
    “Please,” Alice whispered. “Touch me.”
    Gnat brought his hand back, and began stroking her lightly. His touch was so delicate that it almost felt like a tongue. Alice moved her hips as best she could, however the ropes didn’t allow for much leeway. But even though he was taking his time, Gnat knew exactly what he was doing. He began stroking her outer lips, then the more sensitive inner ones, making his finger slick with her juices. Then he slowly circled inward until he hit her most sensitive spot. Gnat took it in his fingers and wiggled his hand, sending a shock of pleasure through Alice just as intense as her vibrator. She cried out, the pleasure cresting as he eased two fingers inside of her and began to work them in and out.
    “You’re so sexy, Alice. So beautiful and sexy.”
    Alice began to pant. Her hips had taken on a mind of their own, thrusting at Gnat’s fingers as if trying to capture them.
    “Do you like this, Alice?”
    “Yes,” she said, closing her eyes and concentrating on the building pleasure.
    “How about this?”
    He put a third finger inside her, while his other hand continued to tug on her clitoris, and Alice felt the orgasm coming up so fast that she began to cry out—
    Then Gnat withdrew his hands completely, leaving her bucking and humping the empty air.
    “Please!” Alice pleaded. “I’m so close!”
    But Gnat’s hands had moved up to her breasts. He pinched and pulled at her hard nipples through the thin material of her blouse. While that felt wonderful, he was neglecting the part that would take her over the edge, and she tried to thrust her hips at Gnat, desperate to touch any part of him at all.
    “Do you like me playing with your nipples?” he asked, rolling them around in his fingers. “They seem especially sensitive.”
    “They are,” Alice said, unable to swallow.
    “When I touch them, does it make the heat between your legs worse?”
    She bit her lower lip. “Yes.”
    “Would you like me to stroke both at the same time?”
    “Oh, yes.”
    Gnat continued to rub her nipple, and then once again put his hand on Alice’s womanhood. But his touch was too soft. Too slow. Alice wanted it faster. Harder. And whenever she tried to press against him, he withdrew.
    “This…” she said, quickly becoming out of breath, “this is cruel.”
    “Oh, but Alice. We’ve only just begun to play. Are you close to coming?”
    Just saying the word
coming
almost made Alice come, but once again Gnat had stopped all stimulation, leaving her frustrated.
    “Are you close, Alice?”
    “I am so close. Please, Gnat.”
    He slipped a finger inside her again, moving it in a beckoning motion, making her breath catch. Alice could feel the orgasm coming, but right before her body clenched, Gnat withdrew.
    “No!” she said, her eyes welling with tears. “Please oh please, Gnat. Your teasing is more than I can handle.”
    “This is called orgasm denial,” Gnat said, lightly brushing a tear off her cheek. “I keep you at the edge of orgasm, but you can’t come until I allow it.”
    “For how long?” she squeaked, her voice hoarse with desperation.
    “For as long as it pleases me.”
    Alice was so hot down there. She wanted to be taken, not teased, but had no idea how to convince Gnat to satisfy her needs.
    “Don’t you want to make love to me?” Alice asked.
    “Indeed. And I will.”
    “Now. I want it now. Please.”
    “Not yet, Alice. You aren’t ready.”
    “But I am ready!” Alice pleaded. The very thought of him entering her made Alice ache in a way she’d never ached before.
    “The longer you sustain a state of high arousal,” Gnat said, “the greater it will be when you do come.”
    “Aren’t you aroused?” Alice asked,