what.
She swallowed. He adjusted her slightly and she instinctively pressed her thighs together even as her heart pounded hard and her blood raced fast.
“Open.” One commanding word and her thighs spread for him like the parting of the Red Sea. “Good girl.”
Pleasure bloomed in her chest and her head fell back as those strong fingers stroked along her slick folds. He peered at her thoughtfully and her cheeks flushed under his scrutiny. He nipped her bottom lip and circled her clit.
Oh yes. How did he make that feel so good? She tilted her hips, seeking that pressure as need coiled tight and fast in her belly.
“I can see you’re appalled by the very idea.” The smug arrogance in his voice made her burn hotter and she tried to contain the quickening of her breath.
“I am.” How did a change in tone and demeanor cause such an extreme reaction in her?
“Just as you abhor the thought of being tortured and punished.”
Her body betrayed her as her inner walls clamped down, needing to be filled as wetness slicked her inner thighs. “I do.” Not sounding remotely convincing.
“You know, you’re not supposed to lie to your Dom.”
A sense of rightness filled her. Yes, he was hers.
She bit her lip, her vision going a bit hazy as he sank into her depth. Thumb swirling over her clit, he circled over and over as he ruthlessly thrust hard and high inside her. Thinking was impossible. All she could manage was a soft whimper as he owned her body. Her hips started to rock, desire took over, consuming her. The first swells of a powerful orgasm threatened, looming large. So close, so fast. She didn’t know how he did it but—
Mason pulled away, leaving her hanging once again on the very edge.
She glared at him, shifting closer, trying to get him to move in that way again. “Don’t stop!”
The one menacing brow rose. He smacked her fully on the pussy.
Shock and excitement roared inside her as tingles exploded over her swollen, needy flesh. Her breath stuttered and she looked at him with pleading eyes, unable to say the words hovering in her throat.
Please, do it again.
A satisfied smirk. Another hard smack.
It stung. Pain and pleasure crested in waves radiating from her very core. Her muscles contracted just once, just enough to let her know orgasm was imminent. Dear god, she was depraved.
Again, again, again.
“Greedy girl,” he said, his voice a low threat that made her shake all over. “Let’s get you occupied on something other than your own pleasure.”
Teeth gritted, she bit back a moan of annoyance.
He gripped her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. “On your knees, girl.”
She started, straightening and squirming as the desire abated and unease took its place. She licked her lips. “Um…”
He pressed a finger to her mouth, shocking her with the unmistakable scent of her arousal. “No talking, no asking questions, just do as you’re told.”
She curled the blanket around herself protectively. She knew what she’d have to do once she got there. Put him in her mouth. It was silly, the fear buzzing like a hornet inside her, but she’d never done that before. She was sure to make a fool of herself.
“Now. Anna.” That tone made her snap to attention, calling to something deep inside her she couldn’t even begin to name.
Ungracefully, she twisted off his lap and fell to her knees on the floor with a soft thump. She looked at him, waiting.
His lips curved and he stroked a finger over her cheek. “Unzip my jeans.”
Pulse racing, she slowly, carefully unbuttoned his pants and slid the zipper down. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and his large erection sprang free. Long and thick, it touched his stomach, looking impressive. Imposing. It startled her to realize she’d never seen him this close. Never studied him. Had barely even touched him.
The few men she’d had sex with always treated her like a fragile flower and in turn she’d been shy. Timid. Not daring to explore
She swallowed. He adjusted her slightly and she instinctively pressed her thighs together even as her heart pounded hard and her blood raced fast.
“Open.” One commanding word and her thighs spread for him like the parting of the Red Sea. “Good girl.”
Pleasure bloomed in her chest and her head fell back as those strong fingers stroked along her slick folds. He peered at her thoughtfully and her cheeks flushed under his scrutiny. He nipped her bottom lip and circled her clit.
Oh yes. How did he make that feel so good? She tilted her hips, seeking that pressure as need coiled tight and fast in her belly.
“I can see you’re appalled by the very idea.” The smug arrogance in his voice made her burn hotter and she tried to contain the quickening of her breath.
“I am.” How did a change in tone and demeanor cause such an extreme reaction in her?
“Just as you abhor the thought of being tortured and punished.”
Her body betrayed her as her inner walls clamped down, needing to be filled as wetness slicked her inner thighs. “I do.” Not sounding remotely convincing.
“You know, you’re not supposed to lie to your Dom.”
A sense of rightness filled her. Yes, he was hers.
She bit her lip, her vision going a bit hazy as he sank into her depth. Thumb swirling over her clit, he circled over and over as he ruthlessly thrust hard and high inside her. Thinking was impossible. All she could manage was a soft whimper as he owned her body. Her hips started to rock, desire took over, consuming her. The first swells of a powerful orgasm threatened, looming large. So close, so fast. She didn’t know how he did it but—
Mason pulled away, leaving her hanging once again on the very edge.
She glared at him, shifting closer, trying to get him to move in that way again. “Don’t stop!”
The one menacing brow rose. He smacked her fully on the pussy.
Shock and excitement roared inside her as tingles exploded over her swollen, needy flesh. Her breath stuttered and she looked at him with pleading eyes, unable to say the words hovering in her throat.
Please, do it again.
A satisfied smirk. Another hard smack.
It stung. Pain and pleasure crested in waves radiating from her very core. Her muscles contracted just once, just enough to let her know orgasm was imminent. Dear god, she was depraved.
Again, again, again.
“Greedy girl,” he said, his voice a low threat that made her shake all over. “Let’s get you occupied on something other than your own pleasure.”
Teeth gritted, she bit back a moan of annoyance.
He gripped her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. “On your knees, girl.”
She started, straightening and squirming as the desire abated and unease took its place. She licked her lips. “Um…”
He pressed a finger to her mouth, shocking her with the unmistakable scent of her arousal. “No talking, no asking questions, just do as you’re told.”
She curled the blanket around herself protectively. She knew what she’d have to do once she got there. Put him in her mouth. It was silly, the fear buzzing like a hornet inside her, but she’d never done that before. She was sure to make a fool of herself.
“Now. Anna.” That tone made her snap to attention, calling to something deep inside her she couldn’t even begin to name.
Ungracefully, she twisted off his lap and fell to her knees on the floor with a soft thump. She looked at him, waiting.
His lips curved and he stroked a finger over her cheek. “Unzip my jeans.”
Pulse racing, she slowly, carefully unbuttoned his pants and slid the zipper down. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and his large erection sprang free. Long and thick, it touched his stomach, looking impressive. Imposing. It startled her to realize she’d never seen him this close. Never studied him. Had barely even touched him.
The few men she’d had sex with always treated her like a fragile flower and in turn she’d been shy. Timid. Not daring to explore
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