Day 4: Wax Play
The room was dimly lit, the flickering glow of candles casting long, soft shadows over the walls. The air was warm, the subtle scent of wax and smoke filling the space, creating an atmosphere of quiet intimacy. Lucy lay on the bed, her body stretched out beneath the faint light, her skin glowing in the soft golden hue. Her breath came in slow, measured inhales, her heart already beating a little faster as she waited for what was to come.
She trusted Cooper completely. She had given herself over to him tonight, letting him take control in a way that made her pulse quicken with anticipation. The idea of being at his mercy, of experiencing something new, something that pushed her limits, sent a thrill through her that made her body hum with expectation.
Cooper stood at the foot of the bed, watching her. His eyes were dark with a mixture of affection and desire as he held a small candle in his hand. The wax was already starting to melt, small beads gathering at the edges, threatening to spill over with just the slightest tilt. He hadn't yet made a move, savoring the sight of her lying there, waiting for him to make the first move, the air between them charged with unspoken anticipation.
"Are you ready?" His voice was low, gentle, but there was an edge to it that made Lucy's breath catch.
"Yes," she whispered, her voice barely more than a breath.
"Good." Cooper's lips curved into a slow smile as he moved closer, his eyes never leaving hers.
He leaned down, brushing a soft kiss against her lips before pulling back, his hand trailing lightly down her arm, sending shivers across her skin. The gentleness of his touch, the care in his movements, contrasted with the intense heat she knew would come when the wax touched her body. The dichotomy of it—the gentleness and the heat—was intoxicating.
"Stay still," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper as he straightened, his fingers lightly gripping her wrist.
Lucy nodded, her heart beating faster now, her body already tingling with anticipation as she felt him move away. She stayed perfectly still, her eyes closing for a moment as she focused on her breathing, trying to calm the rush of excitement building inside her.
The first drop of wax came without warning.
It hit her chest, just below her collarbone, a small, precise bead of heat that made her gasp. The sensation was sharp but not painful—a sudden, hot sting that quickly gave way to a dull, warm glow as the wax hardened against her skin. Lucy's body tensed for a moment, her breath catching in her throat as she absorbed the new sensation, her mind trying to process the mix of pleasure and discomfort.
But before she could fully adjust, another drop fell. This time, it landed on the curve of her breast, closer to the sensitive skin of her nipple. The heat was more intense there, and Lucy moaned softly, her body arching slightly off the bed as her muscles tightened in response. The sensation was overwhelming, her skin tingling as the hot wax cooled rapidly, leaving behind a trail of warmth that lingered long after the initial sting.
"Relax," Cooper's voice cut through the haze of sensation, calm and soothing as he watched her reaction. His fingers brushed lightly against her thigh, grounding her as her body trembled beneath his touch. "Breathe through it."
Lucy took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slowly as she tried to follow his instruction. Her body was already reacting to the heat, the sharp contrast between the cool air of the room and the molten wax sending waves of pleasure and excitement rippling through her. She could feel the tension in her muscles building, her core tightening with every new drop that fell.
Cooper moved with precision, his hand steady as he tilted the candle again, letting a slow stream of wax drip down her abdomen in a deliberate line. Each drop was perfectly placed, the heat hitting her skin in quick, precise bursts before it cooled and hardened. The sensation was unlike anything Lucy had experienced before—intense, yet strangely comforting, the heat of the wax mixing with the softness of Cooper's touch as he traced the path of each drop with his fingers.
"Good girl," he murmured, his voice low and full of approval. "You're doing so well."
The praise sent a fresh wave of warmth through her, making her body tingle in a way that had nothing to do with the wax. Cooper's hand slid down her side, his fingers lightly tracing the curve of her waist as he continued to drip the hot wax over her skin, each drop landing with precision, teasing her senses to the point of overload.
By now, the wax was spread in a series of thin lines across her chest, her stomach, and her thighs. The pattern was deliberate, almost artistic, and Lucy couldn't help but admire the care Cooper took in every movement. But the heat—the steady, unrelenting heat of the wax—was driving her closer to the edge, her body trembling as she fought to stay still, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps.
Her nipples ached, her skin flushed and sensitive, and Lucy's body was buzzing with a heady mix of arousal and anticipation. The wax was everywhere now, cooling and hardening in small, precise patches, leaving her body marked by Cooper's touch.
Cooper leaned down again, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "Do you want more?"
"Yes," Lucy breathed, her voice trembling with need. "Please."
Cooper smiled against her skin, his hand sliding between her legs, teasing her with a light, fleeting touch that made her hips jerk upward instinctively. "Good," he murmured, his fingers brushing against her clit in a way that sent a jolt of electricity through her.
He pulled back, raising the candle again, this time letting the wax drip down between her breasts, the heat spreading across the sensitive skin in a slow, deliberate trail. Lucy moaned softly, her head falling back against the pillow as the sensation washed over her, her body trembling with the effort of staying still.
The next drop of wax landed on her inner thigh, dangerously close to her core. The heat was intense there, the skin more sensitive, and Lucy gasped, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts as her body arched upward, desperate for more. Her muscles tightened, her legs shifting restlessly as Cooper's hand slid between them again, his fingers teasing her folds, spreading her wetness as he touched her lightly, deliberately avoiding the places she wanted him most.
"Patience," he murmured, his voice full of control as he continued to tease her. "I'm not done with you yet."
Lucy whimpered softly, her hips bucking upward as her body reacted to his words, the heat of the wax and the light touch of his fingers pushing her closer and closer to the edge. The sensation was overwhelming now—her skin tingling, her muscles trembling with the effort of holding back. She could feel the tension coiling tight in her core, building with every second, but she knew Cooper wasn't going to let her come just yet.
Another drop of wax landed on her thigh, closer to her core this time, and Lucy's breath hitched, her body trembling with the intensity of it. She could feel the wax hardening against her skin, the heat lingering long after the drop had cooled, and it made her body ache with the need for release.
Cooper's fingers pressed against her clit, lightly at first, then with more pressure as he circled it slowly, his touch in perfect rhythm with the steady drip of wax that continued to fall over her skin. The contrast between the heat of the wax and the coolness of his fingers was exquisite, sending sharp waves of pleasure through her that made her body tremble uncontrollably.
"Do you want to come?" Cooper whispered, his voice low and full of command.
"Yes," Lucy gasped, her body arching upward as she fought to hold back. "Please, Cooper… let me come."
Cooper's lips brushed against her ear, his fingers moving faster now, his touch firm and precise as he continued to circle her clit, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. "Then come for me," he growled, his voice thick with authority. "Come for me now."
That was all Lucy needed.
Her body tensed, her muscles clenching as the orgasm ripped through her, her back arching off the bed as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. She cried out, her fingers gripping the sheets as the intensity of it consumed her, the heat of the wax and the steady rhythm of Cooper's fingers driving her higher and higher until she thought she might break.
Cooper didn't stop. His fingers continued to move, drawing out her release as her body shook with the aftershocks of her orgasm, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts as the pleasure rippled through her in waves. The wax had cooled now, but the heat still lingered on her skin, a constant reminder of the way he had teased and tormented her, pushed her to the edge and pulled her back.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Cooper slowed his movements, his fingers slipping away from her clit as he leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. Lucy's body was still trembling, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to catch her breath, her skin still tingling from the intensity of the wax and the heat of her orgasm.
But she wasn't done yet.
The warmth of Cooper's body pressed against hers, his breath hot on her neck as he hovered over her, his hands sliding up her sides, tracing the hardened wax that still clung to her skin. The sensation of his touch sent fresh shivers down her spine, her body responding to him even in the aftermath of her release.
She could feel the hardness of him pressing against her thigh, the weight of his arousal impossible to ignore. Her core still ached with the aftershocks of her orgasm, but the sight of him above her, the way his dark eyes were filled with desire, made her body burn with a fresh wave of need.
Cooper's lips brushed against her ear, his voice low and rough with desire as he whispered, "Do you want more?"
Lucy's breath hitched, her heart racing as she met his gaze, her body already arching up to meet him. "Yes," she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation. "Please, Cooper… I need you."
His eyes darkened with hunger at her words, a low growl rumbling in his chest as he positioned himself between her legs, his cock brushing against her entrance, teasing her with the promise of what was to come. The heat between them was palpable, the air thick with the tension that had been building all night.
Without another word, Cooper gripped her hips, holding her firmly in place as he slowly pushed inside her, filling her inch by inch. Lucy gasped, her head falling back against the pillow as her body stretched to accommodate him, the sensation of him inside her overwhelming after the intense buildup of the night.
The wax on her skin had hardened, but the memory of its heat still lingered, mixing with the fresh heat of his body as he moved. The contrast between the cool air of the room and the warmth of him inside her was exquisite, her senses heightened by everything they'd shared.
Cooper let out a low groan as he bottomed out, his cock buried deep inside her, and for a moment, they stayed like that, their bodies pressed together, breathing in sync. Lucy's muscles clenched around him, her body already trembling with need as she waited for him to move, to give her more.
"Please…" she whispered, her voice barely more than a breath. "Cooper, please…"
That was all he needed.
With a low growl, Cooper began to move, his hips pulling back before thrusting forward again, his pace slow but deliberate, each stroke sending waves of pleasure rippling through her. Lucy moaned softly, her hands sliding up his arms, gripping his shoulders as she met each of his thrusts, her body aching for more.
The rhythm between them was perfect—slow and steady at first, but quickly building in intensity as Cooper's pace quickened, his hips slamming into hers with more force. The sound of their bodies coming together filled the room, each thrust driving her higher, pushing her closer to the edge with every movement.
Lucy's breath came in short, shallow gasps, her body trembling beneath him as the tension built inside her again, her muscles tightening with each thrust. She could feel the pressure mounting, the heat between them burning hotter and hotter until it was almost unbearable.
"God, Lucy," Cooper groaned, his voice rough as his hands gripped her hips tighter, holding her in place as he drove into her with more urgency. "You feel so fucking good…"
Lucy's only response was a moan, her head falling back as her body arched up to meet him, desperate for more. She could feel him everywhere—his hands on her hips, his breath on her neck, his cock moving inside her, filling her completely with every thrust. The sensation was overwhelming, her body trembling as the pleasure built higher and higher, threatening to spill over at any moment.
"Come for me," Cooper growled, his voice thick with command as his pace quickened, his hips slamming into hers with brutal precision. "I want to feel you come again…"
Lucy's body responded instantly, her muscles tightening around him as the orgasm hit her like a shockwave, tearing through her with a force that left her gasping. She cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders as her body convulsed around him, the waves of pleasure crashing over her, leaving her trembling and breathless.
Cooper groaned, his own release not far behind as he thrust into her one last time, his cock pulsing inside her as he came, his release spilling into her with a deep, guttural moan. His body shuddered against hers, his grip on her hips tightening as he rode out his orgasm, his chest heaving as the intensity of it left him breathless.
For a long moment, they stayed like that, their bodies pressed together, both of them trembling with the aftershocks of their release. Lucy's chest rose and fell rapidly, her body still buzzing with the intensity of it all, the wax on her skin forgotten as the warmth of him surrounded her, filling her with a deep sense of contentment.
Finally, Cooper collapsed beside her, pulling her close as he wrapped an arm around her waist, his body still trembling slightly as they both caught their breath. Lucy nestled into his chest, her fingers lightly tracing the lines of his skin as her body relaxed completely, the heat of him grounding her in the aftermath of their shared pleasure.
"You okay?" he murmured, his voice soft as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head.
Lucy smiled, her body still tingling from the intensity of everything they'd shared. "More than okay," she whispered, her voice filled with affection and satisfaction. "That was incredible."