8
Starting now.
That was the only warning she got before he tugged her to her feet.“I want to hear you scream my name.”He was shedding her gown and undergarments so quickly she was naked before she could reply.
On instinct she covered the mound between her thighs.Her whole body shook, but not from fear.
Her mouth still tasted of him and her body still hummed with that overwhelming pleasure that seemed to grow by leaps and bounds every time he spoke of the lewd things he wanted to do with her.
It was wrong…wasn’t it?
So then why did her body throb and ache?Why did she have this wet heat between her thighs when he’d shoved himself hard into her mouth?
It was like the harder and more coarse he became, the more she melted.
But now that he wasn’t touching her, as he sat on the settee before her and openly stared at her naked body…
Now she began to wonder if perhaps she ought to tell him the truth.
I’m going to fuck every little hole.
Fear spiraled through her.Fear…and desire.She wet her lips but didn’tget achance to speak.
“Come closer and spread your legs wide,” he demanded.
Wet heat seeped from between her legs but she couldn’t bring herself to do it.Not because she was afraid, but because a lifetime of modesty couldn’t be undone in a heartbeat.Her hands were caught over her womanhood, and a wicked glint filled his eyes when his gaze met hers.“Are you disobeying an order from your master, love?”
She bit her lip, and then gasped when he caught her hand and tugged her forward.He tugged again until she was sprawled face first over his lap.The hard length of his manhood dug into her belly and she was excruciatingly aware of her naked bottom which was bare and…in his lap.
A firm hand came down on her backside.She cried out as the unexpected sting gave way to a feeling of pleasure so intense she couldn’t catch her breath.Her hips writhed in his lap, silently begging for…what?She didn’t know.
“You like that, love?”His voice was a rumble.“I had a feeling you might.”
Her cheeks were hot with embarrassment, but she found herself whimpering.“More.Please, Master.”
His hand came down again on the other cheek and she moaned as hot liquid seeped from between her thighs.
“How much do you like that, hmm?Let’s find out.”
She didn’t know what he meant until he spread her thighs wide and slid a finger between her cheeks and to the center of her.
She cried out again, a sharp shriek as he dipped a long, hard finger inside of her.
He held it still until she started to wiggle.Embarrassment, pleasure, heat, neediness… It all came together and soon she was out of control, her bottom writhing and her hips jerking as she tried to find…something.
She didn’t even know what, but she felt empty.The finger inside her made her feel full, but she needed… “More.I need more.Please, please, please…” She trailed off in a whimper as he brought his other hand down with a smack, all while stroking that finger in and out.
“So bloody tight,” he said.
He sounded pained.
“I’m sorry,” she said.Though she didn’t know what she was apologizing for.
It earned her another spanking though and her eyes rolled back with a moan at the delicious sting followed by a wave of pleasure.
“Never apologize,” he said.“You are perfect.”
Her lips parted.He couldn’t mean that, but it was the kindest thing anyone had ever said to her.She wanted to see his face.