Chapter 2

"Tell me what you want me to do."

Cece smirked, "That's usually how it works, isn't it?" she asked, "I send a message… get my dolls all lined up… and then – "

She was interrupted by Emily's mouth covering her own. She kissed back passionately and dragged Emily on top of her as she pulled away.

"Someone's impatient," Cece chuckled, pushing Emily back, "But not 'til I say so."

Emily hovered over her, nodding obediently.

Cece watched the impatience grow in the younger woman but revelled in her obedience.

Eventually she chuckled, "Okay, okay. Kiss me."

Emily complied quickly, pressing her mouth to Cece's. The kiss was hot, passionate and desperate. Cece pulled Emily's hips against her own, lifting her hips to grind against her. She felt…and heard Emily moan into the kiss.

"Good girl," she murmured as she broke away.

Emily licked her lips.

"Now, why don't you be a doll," she smirked at her own joke, "and please me."

Emily nodded, her hands moving to Cece's jeans and undoing them. She made to move her hands in but Cece stopped her.

"Uh-uh," she shook her head, "No fingers. I want that pretty little mouth on me," she put a hand on Emily's head and push her down firmly, "You know, you're a very lucky girl. I don't let all my dolls do this. You should say thank you."

"Thank you," Emily said automatically, "But why – "

"Uh-uh," Cece massaged Emily's scalp firmly, "Eat first, questions later."

Emily nodded and peeled away Cece's underwear, quickly attaching her mouth. She flicked her clit expertly with her tongue, feeling Cece's body jerk below her. She held her hips down while her mouth got to work.

"Mm," Cece moaned, "You've so done this before. Naughty little doll."

Emily moaned without taking her mouth from Cece. She lashed her tongue out hard against Cece's clit again before sucking as much as she could into her mouth. Her tongue swivelled around before she released. She lapped eagerly at the juices coming from Cece as she simultaneously massaged her thigh with one hand.

Cece groaned, her body quivering.

Emily could tell she was close and pushed her tongue deep into Cece and pumping it in and out as best she could, starting to get tired. Thankfully, it didn't take long for Cece's orgasm to wash over her and her to gasp as her body shuddered out the last of its pleasure. Emily felt the grip in her hair release and knew she had done her job well.

"Good girl," Cece murmured quietly.

Emily licked her lips as she returned to face level.

"No, no," Cece pushed her back down, "You need to clean up the mess you made, silly."

Emily grinned, nodded. The mess she had made? But okay, okay, Cece liked to be in control. She was A after all. God, she was tracing her tongue up A's thighs? Cleaning up A's juices with her mouth… Letting A tell her exactly what to do… and being turned on more than she ever had been in her life. She'd never known how much she needed this.

As she finished cleaning up, it was like Cece could read her mind.

Cece chuckled, "You like being a good doll for me, don't you?" she whispered.

Emily nodded, "Yes," she whispered almost guiltily.

Cece tilted her head, "It's okay, don't feel bad about liking it… I am irresistible," she winked.

Emily laughed lightly then bit her lip, "Am I allowed to ask questions yet?"

Cece thought for a moment, "Nah, not yet. After all, we've got the whole night and talking would just be a waste, don't you think?"