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Blunt fingers slide in, opening me up with an effortless glide. He curls them upwards. “Do you know why I’m going to plug you?” he asks.

I’d forgotten about that. I shake my head. Lick my lips. “No.”

“Because…” He fucks his fingers in and out slowly as my legs tremble. “When my hand is hitting your ass, that plug will be kissing your prostate.”

Oh, shit.

“It’ll feel good, sweetheart. I promise. It’ll sting until it doesn’t, and you won’t be able to think about anything else. But that,” he says, removing his fingers, “is why you’re going to love it.”

I don’t understand, not entirely, but I trust him. If it’s too much, he’ll stop. I know he will.

Teddy asked me once if I was getting what I needed from my past relationships. And the answer was no. I wasn’t.

I want to know what’s been missing.

“Show me?” I breathe.

“Oh, babydoll.” The tip of the plug presses against me, and Teddy pushes. “It would be my genuine pleasure.”

I breathe out as the plug settles inside my ass. It’s no bigger than his fingers, but it’s big enough to feel. The base is flared, keeping it in position as Teddy rises up off the floor. The look in his eyes has my entire body flushing hot, my cock throbbing.

This Teddy… This is the one who hides under the surface. It’s the one with whip-sharp eyes and a cocky presence that makes it impossible to look away. It’s the one who makes me feel as if I’m being hunted.

Is it too much to hope I’m his only prey?

Teddy climbs onto the bed and leans in to kiss me again, his hands in my hair, his presence big and safe and warm as he blankets me. When he pulls back, he catches my gaze. “Remember what I told you I like? What it is I want?”

It takes me a moment to figure out what he means. “You want to make me feel good.”

“That’s right, sweetheart. And I’m going to do that, okay?”

I nod, and with one final press of his lips to mine, Teddy tugs me upright. He maneuvers me without a word, his hands on me soft even as he flips me around as if I’m weightless. He settles me over his lap, and I have only a second to wonder why the fuck I like that so much when Teddy’s palm smooths over my ass.

“You’re beautiful, doll. Gorgeous, through and through. Your smile, your eyes, this silky soft hair.”

His fingers thread into my hair as if to make his point. It’s like a goddamn tension release button, and my muscles go lax as he tugs at the strands in a soothing manner.

“Utter perfection. You can come anytime. Okay?”

Come? While he’s spanking me?

I don’t have a chance to think on it before a loud thwack echoes throughout the air. It’s like lightning before the thunder. Sharp and shocking and—

Oh, fuck. Holy fuck.

“Teddy?” I question. He wasn’t kidding. That stings like a motherfucker, the ache of it spreading out like brushfire.

“I know, babydoll,” he soothes. “Just try to relax.”

Yeah, like those words ever work.

He slaps me again.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I mutter, my hips hitching up in the aftermath, my cock rubbing against his leg. “Jesus.”

“Give it a minute, sweetheart,” Teddy says, his hand caressing my ass cheek. “I promise it’ll get better. I’m going to ease up now, but I won’t stop this time. You remember your safeword?”

Fucking bananas. “Yep,” I grit out. What did I tell Teddy? That I’d be the best sub he ever had? I’m starting to wonder at my commitment.

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