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“Well done.”
She didn’t think he realized how mean he was being . . . or perhaps he did.
After counting out each smack, her voice grew increasingly hoarse. Her bottom was already on fire, and her legs were shaking, weak and wobbly.
She didn’t expect him to drop to his knees behind her, grab her hips and pull her pussy back onto his mouth.
“Oh, God!” she cried out. “Reuben!”
“Sir or Daddy,” he grumbled. Then he slid his tongue into her pussy, fucking her with short, sharp thrusts. A sob of pleasure escaped her.
More.
She needed more.
His thumb moved to rub her clit and it was enough to set her off. She came with a cry that she tried to quickly stifle by turning her head and biting down on her arm.
Reuben moved away from her pussy, standing behind her. “What are you doing? What the fuck is this, Faith?”
Uh-oh.
He tugged her mouth away from her arm. “Why the fuck did you bite yourself?”
“I was trying to keep myself quiet.”
“Why would you want to do that?” he asked.
Because she’d gotten into the habit of keeping herself quiet when she came. The last thing she wanted was for Eric to storm down the stairs to the basement to tell her to shut up.
She shuddered at the thought. “Because I’m a screamer. And you have neighbors.”
“I also have soundproofing. And fuck the neighbors. I want to hear you scream. Do not censor yourself.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Grasping hold of her chin, he tilted her head back so he could kiss her roughly. Then he bit down on her lip. Sharp.
“That’s my good girl. No more hurting yourself. You don’t get to do that anymore. It’s my job. I decide what pain you feel and when.”
She stared up at him, her eyes wide. What the heck?
Red flags everywhere.
Not that she cared.
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Reuben placed his thumb in her mouth. “Suck, baby.”
She sucked on his thumb, her legs growing weak.
“Tell me you’re on birth control,” he murmured.
Oh heck. She nodded. She had an implant since she was terrible at remembering to take medication.
“Good girl. I’ve never taken someone bare, but things are different between us.”
God. He could be lying to her . . . telling her what he thought she wanted to hear.
