“Turn around and place your hands on the bed.” His voice was crisp and clear. If not for his erection that had been pressing into her backside moments before, she would think he was completely unaffected.
She did as he asked, bending to put her hands on the mattress. The sounds of him moving around the room had her straining to hear what he was doing. She wanted to look but kept herself in position.
Then she felt his hand on her ass. He cupped her cheek, massaging it, and then raised his hand before bringing it back down in a stinging blow.
The action startled her, and she let out a little yelp. “You will not keep things about your life from me in the future. Do you understand?” He gave her other cheek a solid smack.
Both sides of her ass were now tingling. “Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Because next time I won’t be so easy on you.”
While she knew he hadn’t hit her that hard, she still felt the weight of his disappointment. She hadn’t meant to keep things from him. Only her best friend knew how bad her boss was, and even then, she didn’t tell Kim everything. But things with Daniel were different now and while he was acknowledging that in the past she was under no obligation to tell him anything, now she was.
He lifted the string along the edge of her panties, pulling them taut, and then she felt them give. “I’ll buy you a new pair.” Then, he cut the other side as well. Her panties fell to the floor at her feet.
There was more movement behind her, and then she felt the tails of a flogger along her back. Daniel was a master flogger. Subs at the club were always asking him to flog them, but Ali never had. She’d wanted to, spent countless hours wondering what it would be like, but she’d been too afraid he’d refuse.
Daniel took his time, dragging the falls along her back, her butt, and the backs of her thighs. He tapped the inside of her thighs, letting her know he wanted her to spread wider. She opened her legs, pushing her ass higher into the air.
A sound of appreciation rumbled from his throat. He placed a hand on the small of her back, then flicked the flogger along the inside of her thighs.
Ali took a deep breath in and almost sighed. It had been so long since she’d been flogged, and she’d forgotten how much she loved the thud against her skin.
He began slowly, building as he moved along her legs and her hips. Some of the falls tangled with her garter belt, creating almost a tickling sensation, but that only added to the play. She leaned into the bed, bracing herself, waiting for the next kiss of the flogger as he worked his way over her body.
Before long, she was on fire. Sweat glistened on her skin and her pussy ached to be touched. She was breathing hard and riding on a sea of endorphins.
The sound of a zipper resounded in her ears and the flogger landed with a thud on the floor. She wanted to look, but her entire body felt heavy. It would take too much effort to move, even to tilt her head.
Then, she felt his cock pressing into her. He gripped her hips with both hands, his fingers digging into her flesh as he seated himself deep inside her. One of his hands reached up to gather a handful of her hair, lifting her head off the bed.
Ali released a strangled cry as shots of pain raced down her scalp. Her nails raked over the bedcover, trying to find purchase, but he was pounding into her so hard. Every time she thought she had a grip of the blanket, she’d lose it.
Eventually, she collapsed onto the bed, unable to hold herself up. But still, he didn’t stop. Her pussy contracted around his length and her clit pulsed almost painfully, wanting so desperately to be touched.
But he hadn’t touched her there. Not since before he’d removed her panties. And she was plastered to the bed, face down. She wasn’t even sure she could snake an arm between them if she’d wanted to.
Then, he rolled a little to his side long enough to pull her leg up, bending it beneath them. “Touch yourself.” His gruff voice growled in her ear, making every muscle in her body clench with need.
She forced her fingers to release the blanket she’d been clinging onto and lowered her arm into the narrow space he’d created. Her clit was slick and incredibly sensitive. At the first brush of her fingers, her pussy spasmed, leaving them both groaning.
Her fingers worked her clit as his harsh breathing tickled her ear. “Come.” The word was said through gritted teeth, adding another layer to her arousal.
The climax she’d been waiting for hit her hard. It was almost painful as the ripples of pleasure vibrated through her body. A scream tore from deep in her throat and tears streamed down her cheeks.
Daniel’s grip on her hair tightened, sending another spasm rocketing through her. A moment later his own orgasm overtook him. He held himself deep inside her for a long time, his weight pressing her into the mattress.
Streaks of moisture covered her face as she lay, trying to catch her breath. Her body felt used, and she loved it.
“Are you all right, sweetheart?” His lips brushed against her hair.
“Yes, Sir.”
He pressed a kiss against her neck. “I need to clean up and get rid of the condom. Stay where you are.”
“Okay.” At least she thought she said okay. She was still riding the high, so she couldn’t be sure.
A shiver ran through her when he pulled out of her body and removed his heat. Then, he draped a blanket over her, and she sighed. It wasn’t the same as having him pressed against her, but it helped with the chill that was beginning to creep in.