“I forgot to tell you I bought you this, Luce. But actually, I don’t think you’ll need it down at the stables. You’re too sweet to use one on a horse. I didn’t think I’d have cause to use it on you so soon though, angel,” he growls as he crawls onto the bed.
His warm, rough hands glide over my outer thighs as he pushes my sundress up over my ass.
“So fucking beautiful,” he hisses. “I wonder what this pretty ass is going to look like when I stripe it with my riding crop.”
“Jax,” I whimper. I have never seen him use one of those things on a horse, but I already know he can wield it like a pro.
He slips a hand between my thighs, tugging my panties to the side and dragging a finger through my wet folds. “And this pussy too,” he groans and my legs start to tremble as I suck in a breath.
He rubs a firm hand over my ass. “Have I ever hurt you, Luce?”
“No,” I whisper.
“You think I want to?”
I draw in another deep breath. Of course he doesn’t. “No,” I breathe.
“Good girl,” he soothes and then he brings the crop down lightly over my ass cheeks, leaving a warm pleasant sting that makes me moan.
He does it a few more times until I’m arching my back in pleasure. “Fuck, Jax,” I gasp.
“Oh, you like that, baby?”
“Uh-huh,” I murmur.
He hooks his fingers into the waistband of my panties and begins tugging them off over my hips and thighs. “Let’s get these panties off you so I turn that pretty ass red,” he says, rolling them down to my knees.
Then he settles on the bed behind me and a few seconds later, I feel the sting of the crop across my cheeks. It’s harder this time but it sends pleasure and pain skittering through my body like an electric current. My pussy twitches with need as he does it again.
“Ah, Jax!” I moan loudly.
“You dripping wet yet already,” he chuckles before he slides the riding crop between my folds, circling the tip over my clit before dragging it back to my entrance. He slips the tip inside ever so slightly, just for a second, and my knees almost buckle.
“Fucking soaking,” he hisses as holds the tip of the crop near my face to show me that it is glistening with the cream of my arousal.
I close my eyes as my cheeks turn red with heat.
He nudges his knee between my thighs. “Spread those legs wider, Luce. I want to see that pussy dripping for me.”
Groaning, I open as wide as I can while being restricted by my panties bunched at my knees.
“Such a beautiful pussy too,” he growls before he spanks me with the crop. This time the tip of it flicks over my clit and I yelp in surprise.
He does it again with just the tiniest flick of his wrist and suddenly my inner thighs are tingling.
“Jax, please?” I whimper.
“Fuck, baby, I love hearing you beg for this,” he growls, sliding the tip of the crop inside me again — this time a little deeper.
He thrusts it in and out of me a few times and I moan in frustration as warmth rolls through my stomach and thighs. He pulls it out and slides it to my clit again, rubbing it while he starts to spank my ass with his hand.
“Fuck, Jax, I-I,” I can’t take any more. I need to come. I need the ripples of pleasure that keep fluttering up my thighs to burst out of me. In that sweet spot between my thighs where he’s rubbing me with the soft leather.
“You want to come?”
“Yes, please?” I pant as my climax remains frustratingly close.
He flicks his wrist again, whipping the crop against my clit over and over again until I see flashes of light behind my eyelids, my thighs and pussy contract and release as my orgasm crashes over me.