back to the bet at hand

So, that is how I wound up here, naked, restrained as thoroughly as I would have done for another, and nearly begging Stephen to make me cum...

The bad part is, I know he won't do that until he's made sure he wins, and I'm too stubborn to give in easily.

He stopped, his fingertips just touching my inner thigh, and I shivered with the effort to keep quiet and still. "You're doing better than many have, Darling," he murmured to me. His voice purred along my frayed nerves like velvet. "I've had quite a few begging me already."

Somehow I managed a sharp laugh. "Don't get ahead of yourself, Darlin', " I replied, sounding quite a bit more calm than I felt.