It wasn’t just this position. It was him. All of him.
She groaned as he ran a finger around her clit. “Too bad you were naughty and don’t get to come yet.”
She tensed. “What?”
“You only get to come when I give you permission. Come without permission, and I’ll tie you to my bed and torture you for hours, bringing you to the brink of orgasm then pulling back. Understand?”
Her breath came in sharp pants. Arousal flooded through her.
He smacked his hand down on her ass. “Understand, Georgie-girl?”
“I understand, I understand,” she said hastily as another smack landed.
She thought it sucked big time though. “But I’ve never tried not to come.”
“I’ll help you.”
Those three words eased the tension and small bubble of worry that had formed. He’d help her. She could rely on Ed. She knew she could. More than anyone else in her life.
He slid a finger deep inside her passage, pumping it in and out of her. Then he added another finger. She groaned, clamping around the two digits. She felt so full. And this was just two of his fingers. What would he feel like when his dick was inside her?
“Ed. Ed, please.”
“I like hearing you beg,” he said huskily. “It sounds so pretty coming from those plump, lush lips. I remember what you looked like with my dick in your mouth, filling you, staring up at me with those big eyes. Like I was your everything.”
“You are my everything,” she told him before she could rethink blurting that out.
“You’re my everything too. My girl.” He smacked his free hand on her ass while sliding his finger in and out of her pussy. This was different than her previous spankings. Even as he warmed her ass, he was pushing her arousal higher and higher. Until she was trembling with the need to come. To fall over that edge.
She’d never come from penetration only. Hadn’t thought it was possible for her to come without her clit being stimulated. But she could feel her orgasm building inside her.
More. She needed more.
Just when it was close, he drew his fingers back.
“Nooo!”
“Remember the rule about not coming without permission,” he reminded her.
Oh drat. She’d forgotten.
Bad Georgie.
“Now, just stay nice and relaxed for me.” He ran a finger down her ass crack then parted her cheeks. She sucked in a breath.
Stay relaxed? Was he insane? Yeah, he liked playing with her ass. Enjoyed plugging it more than was healthy, she was sure. But now he was . . . he was staring at her.
“Ed,” she said, feeling uncertain.
“Your ass is perfection, you know that? Fuck, every time you walk past me, I want to squeeze it, slap it, fuck it.”
Oh fudge.
She wanted that too. There was a squirting noise then cool lubricant was applied to her puckered hole before a finger prodded at her back entrance.
“Easy, relax. That’s it. That’s my good girl.”
She loved being his good girl. Even when being his good girl was lying on his lap while he thrust a finger into her backside, after denying her an orgasm.