Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
He smacks lightly between my legs. “How’s this little pussy doing? Is she wet for me?” He smacks again. “She is, isn’t she?”
Oh god.
“I might need to make her suffer a bit before your reward.”
“No,” I moan, not even sure what he’s talking about.
He smacks my ass again. “You don’t tell me no.” I hear the buzz of electronics and identify the sound just before the vibrator probes my lips.
I jerk and moan. It’s too much. Especially if I’m not going to get relief yet. I’m already horned up beyond belief. This will kill me. Literally.
“Please,” I moan.
“Use my name when you beg me, baby.”
“Please, Blaze?”
“Sorry, Sparks. Not yet.” He teases my opening with the buzzing device, then pushes it in.
I cry out, so close to orgasm, but then he doesn’t move it.
I mean, he just leaves it there. Torturing me.
Cruel, cruel man.
Blaze
Lia’s blowing my fucking mind. I’m not surprised—she always does. I’m working hard to make sure this goes well. I would feel awful if I made her uncomfortable or did something that left her feeling worse about the fire she set rather than better.
But so far, everything’s been perfect—like we’re playing the same game. And even though I’m the one in charge here, she’s rocking my world.
Christ, the sight of her now!
She looks incredible, twisting against her cuffs, her breath moving the muscles of her slender, muscular back. I stained her ass pink but it’s not mottled or showing any signs of marking. Not that I have enough experience to know. No girl has let me go this far.
Heh. That makes it sound like I’m sixteen making it to third base. Well, I’m about as ready to blow as a teenager, that’s for sure.
She humps the bed, like she’s trying to get more friction from the vibrator. I’m so tempted to let her come.
But not yet.
I unbuckle my belt and pull it through the loops.
She turns her head to watch me, eyes rounded.
I give her a moment, in case she wants to safe word.
She undulates her hips.
Okay, she’s still turned on. Not overly scared.
Good.
I slowly wrap the buckle end of the belt around my hand. The idea of whipping her both excites and terrifies me.
I want to hear the slap of leather against her skin. Hear her cry out in pain, or beg me for mercy. But I need this to be what she craves, too. If I take this too far, I’ll never forgive myself.
“I’m going to whip you now, little girl. You have my permission to come.”
Excitement flares in her eyes.
“Ready?”
“Yes, sir.” Her voice warbles—whether from fear or excitement, I’m not sure. Probably a mixture of both.
I bring the belt down across her ass, tempering the stroke.
Her hips jerk and she squeezes her cheeks together. She moans. I whip her again. She humps the pillows. She’s enjoying it.
“I’m going to whip your ass raw, little girl. And when I’m done, you’ll promise me you’ve learned your lesson.”
“Yes,” she gasps, squeezing her ass again when I slap the leather across her bare cheeks. “Oh, Blaze.”
I whip her again.
“Ouch. Yes. It hurts,” she moans, but her tone sounds wanton. Like it hurts is a good thing. I don’t stop.
“Blaze,” she moans. “Blaze... please. Blaze.”
Fuck.
The way she’s moaning my name makes my cock throb to the point of pain.
“Do you need my cock inside you when you come, baby?” My voice sounds rough—I almost don’t recognize it. I sure as hell didn’t expect such crude words to come out of my mouth.
“Yes,” she answers immediately. “Yes, yes, yes, yes.”
And it’s all over.
I throw the belt on the floor and yank out my cock, sheathing it with a lubricated condom. I pull the vibrator out, but don’t turn it off, instead I wedge it beneath her, so it hits her clit.
“You ready for me?” I growl. “It’s going to be rough.”
“Ready. I’m ready, I’m ready,” she chants.
I freaking love this girl.
I do my best to hold back as I push in. I know I’m big, and—fuck—she’s tiny, but she’s slick and welcoming. I don’t think I’m going to fit at first—she’s tight. So tight! But I grit my teeth to keep from ramming home and work it in slowly.
“Please, please, please, Blaze.” She pushes her hot, red ass back at me like she wants it deep.
My eyes flip back in my head and I start mindlessly pumping.
She feels. So. Good.
Incredible.
Tight and wet and perfect.
I love this girl. I’m not kidding.
“Lia,” I murmur. “Tell me if I hurt you.”
She’s gripping the straps that bind her to the bed, knuckles white. The muscles in her back are corded up with strain. “It’s good,” she pants. “It’s so good.”
Thank fuck.
Even though she’s not going anywhere—I made damn sure of that when I cuffed her—I hold her down by the nape. I jackhammer into her with hard, brutal thrusts. I can’t help myself. Nothing’s felt so good in my entire life.