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He paused, his hand on one of her burning cheeks. “In what way?”
“You made this sound like a game, something fun and playful.”
“Discipline can be playful, even fun, but you deserved actual punishment.” He unhooked his ankles and lifted his leg off of hers. “Now open your thighs. I want to determine if you are as wet as you smell.”
She ached inside and out, and she’d never needed to come more in her entire life. Beyond humiliation or shame, she moved her legs apart and rolled her hips, displaying her needy pussy.
His fingertips brushed over her outer lips then ventured between her folds. “You are absolutely drenched. Do you always get this wet when you are disciplined?”
“No,” she cried, embarrassment surging through her need. “It’s you, goddamn it. You did this to me.”
His chuckle was unapologetic. “Well, leaving you wanting was not part of the punishment so let’s do something about this.” He easily found her clit and rubbed the swollen bud with his fingers while his thumb teased the opening of her pussy. “Soon my tongue will push inside this needy hole.”
She cried out and lifted her hips, driving herself onto his thumb. She wasn’t sure how she had broken her hymen, but her own explorations had revealed that it was gone. His touch felt so much better. She rocked her hips, pretending his thumb was his cock.
“Is that what you want? Do you want my cock deep inside you?”
The bold question, combined with the skilled caresses of his fingers, tipped her over the edge. Pleasure burst in a shower of sensations unlike anything she’d experienced before. Her inner muscles tightened over and over as if she were trying to keep his thumb inside her as long as possible.
“That’s right,” he murmured as he milked every last tingle from her trembling body. “Let your body grow accustomed to my touch.”
When the spasms finally abated, he pulled her up and into his arms. His mouth settled over hers as her sore bottom connected with his muscular thighs. She gasped and his tongue teased its way past her lips, pushing his taste into her mouth. His scent was compelling, but it was nothing compared to his taste. She slid her tongue along his and groaned into his open mouth.
She’d never been kissed before, so she was shocked momentarily by the bold slide of his tongue in her mouth. His lips sealed over hers and their breathing seemed to synchronize. She was so lost in the kiss that she barely registered his movements as he stood and walked into the bedroom.
He set her down on the edge of the bed and continued to kiss her as he knelt on the floor. Having her weight resting on her bottom amplified the throbbing left behind by the spanking. Her core echoed the distinct pulse, accenting how badly she needed to be filled. She reached for his shirt intending to pull it up and off, but he urged her over onto her back and guided her hands above her head.
“You do not have permission to touch me,” he said sternly. “Move your hands and I will bind you.”
The warning sent a tingle down her spine and her heart fluttered in her chest. Part of what excited her about being spanked was being held down and overpowered. As if of their own volition, her arms lowered and covered her nakedness.
His brows arched and red fire flashed in his eyes. “Is that a challenge?”
She bent her leg up and placed her foot in the middle of his chest. “Why should I just give in because you tell me to? If you want this body, you’re going to have to work for it.”
A wolfish grin parted his lips. “Gladly.” He pounced before she realized his intention. In one smooth motion, he opened her legs and shifted her to the middle of the bed. He knelt between her thighs, his lean body arching over hers. Then he caught her right wrist and pulled it toward the upper corner of the bed. “I thought we would tackle your fantasies one at a time, but I can be flexible.”
Something cool and solid closed around her wrist. She gasped and looked at her hand. Her wrist was now enclosed in a matte silver cuff. Extending from the cuff was a cable that trailed across the mattress and disappeared over the side of the bed. One firm tug told her it was secured either to the wall or to the bedframe. While she was examining the first restraint, he quickly maneuvered her left wrist into the second.
He ran his hands down her arms and cupped her breasts. “This is nice. I can touch you any way I like and there is nothing you can do about it.”
She wanted to be touched, needed it, so his boast didn’t bother her at all. What she did find disconcerting was that he had a restraint system built into his bed. Was restraining lovers as common in his star system as spanking females?
He lifted his head and looked into her eyes. “Your anxiety level just spiked. Why did my words upset you?”
She’d basically goaded him into restraining her. It was hypocritical to be upset now. “That’s not what upset me. I was surprised that you have restrain—how did you know I was upset?”
“I am empathic. It is a common ability among sources.” He easily anticipated her next question. “I am able to scan your thoughts, but it requires a lot of concentration and most people can feel it. Besides, I would never enter your mind without permission. Can I get back to eating your pussy now?”
“Answer the question first. Why do you have restraints built into your bed?”
He pushed her legs apart and nipped the inside of her thigh. “The system was already here when I bought the ship, but I also enjoy restraining my lovers so I saw no reason to remove it.” He nipped the other thigh then brushed her folds with the pad of his thumb. “I’ve lost interest in the conversation.”
Holding her legs open, he bent to her pussy and traced her slit. Eden pressed her lips together and fought back a moan.
“No,” he said sharply. “Do not hide your pleasure from me. I want to hear it, see it, and taste it on my tongue.”
“Yes, Sir.” She had no idea why she’d added the title. It just felt right.
