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Nothing he’d done before was as intense as this. This was his need, none others, to have me where I was and under his control.
I succumbed, writhing sometimes, crying out at the harder smacks. Under me, the pulse of his cock when I whimpered made me yearn to fuck him.
Then he stopped. He laid his hand over the hottest, most aching part of my ass. “You’re loving this. This isn’t punishment, is it?”
I sucked in some desperate air as I thought.
The question surely needed a no, because even if it meant more pain I wanted to see where this would take me. Crazy. I dug my toes into the floor then shook my head, feeling his grip reining in my moves.
Keep going.
“Your ass is going to be the end of me. I almost want to make you come more than make you hurt.” He leaned down and added quietly, “And I never knew I’d want to hurt you so much.”
I shuddered, reading a vicious guarantee in his words. My clit had been engorged for so long every pulse made it ache. I squeezed my thighs together.
His teeth bit my ear lobe simultaneous with the slide of his hand to my pussy entrance. He crammed slippery fingers inside. No preamble. I jerked and shot into extreme arousal so fast I choked. More. I coughed, swallowed, eyes shut. I tried to grind my clit on his thigh and heard him chuckle.
“Almost more, but not quite.” Then he pulled out his fingers, and slammed his palm down on my butt, jarring me into his leg. “One.”
I groaned.
“Two.”
Pain flared.
“Three. Beg, girl. Beg to come and I stop. Four. Five.” He kept going.
He wanted me to beg? Another smack hit me and I screeched. “Yes! Please. Please.”
I sobbed. Tears leaked and dripped off my cheeks. These were far harder than before. Yet even this crueler pain somehow twisted in and made me ache.
“Please!”
“You want me to make you come? Say exactly that.”
Fuck. Saying the exact words made it more humiliating. I jolted forward as he began again.
“Yes! I want to come.”
“Incorrect.”
What? I scrambled to figure it out. “Please,” I blurted, still sobbing and hiccupping, and now I couldn’t stop. “Please, I want you to make me come.”
“Good. That’s what I needed to hear.”
I knew he was being smug again but I didn’t care because he moved me up his lap until my mons rested on his thigh. My clit was on the dangerous verge of pressing on that nicely solid muscle. I squirmed, but not much, afraid this man would decide I needed more of his hurting.
Though that too enticed me.
My world was a little messed up.
“Stay still.” His hand slid languorously, fingernails tickling and scratching, down the back of my upper thigh, then over the inner curve between my legs. He traced the seam of my pussy, nudging apart the lips, cruising the whole length of his fingers in my moisture until I was about to go cross-eyed imagining them going inside.
“What have I found? Don’t ever tell me spanking doesn’t get you horny.” He slicked those fingers around and around in a little circle at my entrance. I was almost ready to beg again. “Hmm?”
What was the question? He’d stopped doing anything apart from resting his fingers there. So close to going in.
I wiggled, straining for more of his touch. “I won’t.”
