Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 60700 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60700 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
“Never,” I whimper.
“Do you talk about me with other people? Give out my number?”
“No, Bobby.”
“Good girl.”
Pleasure flushes through me viscerally.
He releases the wrist he pinned and strokes his hand down the length of my back to rest on my smarting ass. “You took that so well.” He’s all praise now, and his praise is definitely my kink.
I moan at his touch, lost in the endorphins from the pain and the flames of need. I part my legs–an offering. Or maybe a request.
He immediately slides two fingers between them, and I moan softly. “You need me to hold you, or are you ready for my cock?” His voice is deep and gravelly, like he got even more turned on by my punishment than I did.
“I’m ready,” I murmur.
Chapter Eight
Bobby
I’d be lying if I said I don’t have a sadistic streak.
I’m a kinky bastard, and punishing Lexi gets me harder than stone. She surrendered to me like a sweetheart, and I want to be sure she gets her reward now. If she needed to be wrapped in a blanket and fed ice cream, I would’ve done it. But I’m definitely ready to reward her in other ways if she’s down.
I lie down beside her. “Come here, bambina.”
Lexi looks so beautiful right now. I love seeing her naked, ass reddened by my belt, her hair falling in her face. She can’t quite meet my eye, which is cute as hell. I pull her mouth to mine, kissing her plump lips with a bruising ferocity.
She responds in kind, instantly winding her arms around my neck, kissing back as if eager for the connection. She straddles me, unbuttoning my pants. I tweak her nipple, cup and squeeze her breast. She pulls my pants off and crouches over my cock, taking me into her mouth.
I’m already rock hard for her, and the sensation of her hot, wet mouth closing around my length nearly drives me mad. She brings me to a fever pitch, but I stop her before I come. Grabbing a condom from the bedside table, I rip it open and slide it on.
“Climb on me,” I order, my voice rough.
She smiles and crawls up to straddle my cock, rubbing the head over her juicy slit a few times before impaling herself on it.
“Oh God, Lexi,” I groan. She feels so. Damn. Good.
She rides me, resting her hands on my shoulders, undulating her back and hips to create a rhythm. Her face flushes, her dilated eyes turn glassy. She begins to move faster, fingers digging into my skin.
Picking up the belt that still lays on the bed, I wrap it around her ass, using it to leverage her hips to meet mine, slamming her against me with a slapping force.
She makes a keening cry and arches, throwing her head back and stilling as she shudders in orgasm. I cup her breasts, pinching both nipples as I watch her ecstatic peak.
After a moment, she opens her eyes, appearing apologetic. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to go so fast.”
I lift her off. “Climb back over those pillows.”
She looks alarmed, but obeys without question.
“I’m not going to spank you again,” I say, amused. I climb onto my knees behind her and push in. “That is, unless you need me to.”
“No, sir,” she says in a small voice.
Damn. This girl is definitely a keeper. I love her submission.
I thrust in and out, the heat from her punished ass magnifying the sense of power I got punishing her.
I pull her arm behind her back, pinning her wrist the way I did when I whipped her and she bucks in a second orgasm. “You like being restrained, baby? Does that make you come hard around my cock like a good girl?”
“Ohmygod,” she breathes.
This girl is my perfect match. I suspected restraining her had changed the tone of the spanking for her, added to the euphoria of domination, and this confirmed it. I slam into her until I reach my own ecstatic crest, which rips through my body like a tsunami. “Hell, yeah! Fuck, yes!” I shout as I spend into the condom.
I collapse over her, and we pant together, our breath becoming one. I wrap her in my arms and roll to my side, my cock still inside her. Delivering punishment and pain always turns me on, and it often forms a bond, but the depth of tenderness I feel for Lexi in this moment is new.
“You okay, baby?” I ask.
“Yeah,” she says softly.
When my cock slips out, she lets out a little sigh of disappointment, and I roll her over to face me, stroking her hair out of her eyes. “Good girl,” I murmur.
She snuggles closer. “Am I?”
“Yes.”
“Are you keeping me?”
“Definitely. We’re solid. More than solid. You’re perfect for me.”
Her sapphire eyes study my face.
I’m still trying to figure out why she reached out. Is she getting clingy? If so, I need to shut that down. I’m not doing a relationship here.