Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 68917 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68917 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
I blew out a long breath, then walked over to the bed and faced the end. Marco followed me and placed a hand to the center of my back. He caressed me first, then shoved, making me fall forward until I caught myself on my hands.
“Lie flat and stretch your hands above your head.”
“I…”
“No talking.”
“I’m not going to—”
“Do you need me to gag you? Because I’d be more than happy to. You clearly need to be shown your place.”
Was I really going to let him talk to me that way? Let him humiliate me? Let him take control?
I stretched out on the bed like he’d told me to.
“Better.” He ran a hand over my ass. “I don’t mind if this is what you need, but I’d much rather you ask for it than defy me.”
He slid his hand up my back. I arched into his touch without meaning to, and he kicked at my ankles. “Spread your legs.”
I did.
“More.”
After I complied, he gripped my ass, pulling my cheeks apart. My face burned as I imagined him staring at my hole. I was completely exposed, and he hadn’t even undressed. “I want—”
“This isn’t about what you want. Before you get to ask for things, you have to show me you can be obedient.”
I stiffened and tried to stand, but he pushed me back down on the bed.
“Play the game,” he said, voice low and seductive. “You know you want to.”
I did. I wanted to so badly.
He brought his hand down across my ass. The sting made me gasp.
Before I could truly accept what was happening, he spanked me again.
I jerked, shoving myself back and making him stumble. He reached for me, grabbing my hair and wrenching my head to the side as he shoved me back to the bed. I struggled as he held me down with his body. I could fight harder than I was, but I didn’t want to truly hurt him. That would fuck everything up. Besides, I wasn’t sure I wanted to win.
Marco managed to capture both my wrists and pin them at the base of my spine.
“Take it,” he growled, holding my wrists in one large hand as he smacked my ass again and again.
I squirmed, unable to keep from fighting. It hurt like hell, but Jesus, I’d never been so hard.
Why did I like being spanked, and why did I want Marco to be the only one to do it? Was it the pain? The humiliation? What?
“You’re so fucking hot like this,” Marco said, his voice rough and breathy. “You need this so much.”
“I don’t.”
“Quit fighting.” He let go of my wrists, and I started to push myself up, but he gripped my hips and knelt behind me.
“Marco?”
“Relax.”
I started to protest, but he dug his fingers in harder. “Fuck. That hurts.”
“But this doesn’t,” he said, then licked me from my balls to the base of my spine.
“Please,” I gasped.
He flicked his tongue back and forth across my hole. “Dammit, Marco.”
He chuckled, his breath warm against me. When he pushed his tongue into me, I thought I might come right then.
“Don’t stop.” I pushed back into him, wanting his tongue deeper, wanting more of the insane pleasure. I worked my hips and ground my cock against the mattress.
Marco pulled back. “Don’t you dare come.”
I couldn’t stop. I was lost to need and… Oh fuck. I reached under myself and gripped the base of my cock, squeezing so hard it hurt.
“That’s good, baby. I like when you listen to me. Maybe you need a reward.” He pushed a few fingers into me, making me groan. “You like that?”
I made a strangled sound as he curled his fingers, pressing against my prostate.
“Going to come if you keep that up.
“No, you’re not. You’re going to do exactly what I say.”
“Can’t,” I gasped.
“Yes, you can. Your life may depend on it.”
“I don’t—”
“Show me you can be good for me alone in here or out there with everyone else.”
He gripped my hips, pulling them up and forcing me to take a few steps back. I bit my lip to keep from begging like I wanted to.
“Let go,” he demanded.
“You said I couldn’t come.”
“You can’t, but you can surrender to me.”
“Fuck.”
“Give in, baby. You know you want to.”
“Yes.” I sank against the mattress as if just admitting it gave me the ability to submit to him.
“I’ll be right back. Don’t move.”
He walked away, and my legs shook from the strain of holding myself there, not because it was too much for my muscles but because I was right on the edge. I needed to move. My body was demanding it, but I also needed to show Marco I could be good for him. Tears burned my eyes. What was happening to me? Why did I feel like crying?
When he returned, something hit the bed. I opened my eyes and saw lube and a condom. He bent and kissed the back of my neck. “You’re doing so good. I’m going to fuck you now. I’ll give you every inch of my cock, and you’ll take it. Do you understand?”