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He rose from the bed and strode toward her, the little black flogger dangling seductively from one hand. “Do you like being spanked, Jordan?”
How was she supposed to answer that question? If she admitted it turned her on and he wasn’t into it, then she ran the risk of losing him before they ever had a chance to start anything. Not that she had a chance in hell for a real relationship with a guy like him, but even if she didn’t, the last thing she wanted was for what little time they’d have together to end so quickly. “I…I forgot that was in there,” she replied, instead of answering his question.
He moved closer, reaching around her with the flogger. “You didn’t answer my question. Do you like to be spanked?”
Before she could answer, the cool sting of leather bit into her ass. Her lips parted on a gasp as her head tilted up and her eyelids drifted shut, relishing the sharp bite of pain she hadn’t felt in what seemed like forever. There was something seductive, hedonistic even, about mixing pain with pleasure.
“I think I have my answer,” he whispered against her ear, his words thick with desire. “Do you want me to do it again?”
She didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”
Even though she expected it, the sting still caught her off guard. It was harder than the first hit and pulled an “oh” from her as her hands came to rest on his shoulders for balance. He nibbled along her bottom lip, his tongue licking at the corner where her top and bottom lip met.
“Like that?” he whispered against her cheek.
“Yes.”
“You’re such a naughty girl.” This time the flogger made a whooshing sound before the tassels bit into her flesh, causing her to moan. “More?”
Her eyes still closed, she nodded. He lifted a finger to her chin. “Open your eyes, honey.”
She did and saw a mix of raw desire and trepidation staring back at her. Despite her earlier fears, there wasn’t any doubt in her mind he was into what he was doing to her, even if he did seem a bit unnerved by it.
“If I hurt you, tell me and I’ll stop.”
“O…okay,” she managed to squeak, while wondering just what it was she’d done to earn the privilege of being with such a wonderful and caring man.
He took her by the hand and slowly led her to the bed, where she climbed onto on all fours, her ass exposed to him and anticipation knotting in her stomach.
“Fuck, Jordan, you’re so amazing.” The whip came down a fourth time, stinging her skin, and she was sure he was leaving her ass red.
“You’re beautiful, sweet and caring.” A delicious nip of pain mixed with his words and ripped a sob from her throat as her eyes began to fill with tears.
“You put others’ needs before your own.” Another loud smack echoed in the room, burning at her flesh.
“Yet you’re naughty and wanton behind closed doors.” Still another lash from the flogger licked over her skin and between her thighs, kissing her pussy with a wicked sting. “You’re every man’s perfect woman.”
“Derek, please—” Her plea turned into a gasp of slow building need as the flogger contacted her skin yet again. She couldn’t take it anymore, between all the wonderful things he was saying about her and the fire burning deep in her belly, ignited by the sting of the flogger, she was ready to explode.
He trailed the flogger lightly along her back, letting the soft leather brush over her skin. “What is it you want, sweetheart?”
“I need to feel you,” she begged.
One last prickle of pain registered against her flesh, then the bed sank beneath her. Several long seconds passed as she listened to the tear of foil and the sounds of him sheathing himself. Then he was there, pushing against her channel as his cool hands soothed her burning skin. When he finally breached her opening, she let loose a cry as he buried himself deep inside. Her channel clamped down around his shaft and she couldn’t help the moan that escaped as he pumped in and out of her pussy.
“Harder,” she ordered, not realizing she’d even given the command until she heard a low growl from him in response. She pushed back, feeling a strong hand wrap around her waist and pull her against him. Faster, harder, deeper he pumped, until Jordan simply couldn’t hold on any longer. Her orgasm rolled over her like a runaway train. She screamed, drowning out his groan as he buried his cock deep inside her and held her tight against him.
Jordan dropped to the bed, her head resting on the pillow as he collapsed against her back, his ragged breath against her ear. “You astound me,” he said, while dropping feather-light kisses over her neck and shoulder. His hand trailed up and down her back, gently brushing over her skin before coming back to rest on her ass. The cool feel of his flesh against hers soothed the fire still burning there.
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