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Yes, please, Sir.

“You think you can fuck my sass out of me?” Yes, that was a challenge. One she already knew he was going to meet.

“I’m certainly going to try.” His hand smacked down on her ass again, making her rock forward with a little cry as the chain and clamps went to work… and when she rocked back into place, his dick was there waiting for her. Rae cried out again as he thrust in, his hands wrapping around her hips to hold her, the thick length of his cock pushing in deep with one hard thrust. She was soaking wet. Between her own juices and the lubricant on the condom, he had no problem burying himself inside her.

His balls slapped against the swollen nub of her clamped clit, sending another wave of sensations ricocheting through her. It wasn’t going to take her long to cum. She was already right on the edge, her pussy quivering around him as he began to thrust in steady, devastatingly pleasurable strokes. The clamps tugged with each one, sending her ecstasy higher and higher every time his cock impaled her.

Brian

Holy fuck, this was hot.

Scening with Rae pushed him out of his comfort zone, making him far more creative than he’d been with any other submissive he’d scened with. The drive to impress her, to make her feel things she didn’t with any other Dom, was a powerful motivator.

He would have hesitated to use a chain and clamps this way when he was in the middle of being a Daddy Dom… but because Rae wasn’t calling him Daddy, it was almost like he’d been given permission to unleash some of his dark desires. He didn’t have to be the caretaker or the disciplinarian. He could be the filthy pervert who clamped all her most sensitive parts, then fucked her boneless while she wore them. He knew what every thrust of his cock was doing to her—he could feel it in the way her pussy clamped down around him.

The chain would be bouncing and moving beneath her, pulling at her swollen nubs, stimulating her and sending her senses into overdrive.

“Oh, fuck…” she cried out, proving his words. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck… Brian!”

The ragged way she said his name as she started to climax was almost as good as hearing her call him ‘Daddy’ would be.

“That’s it, babygirl. Come for… me.” He just managed to catch himself before the word ‘Daddy’ slipped out of his mouth. No matter how much he wanted it, he wasn’t going to go over her hard limits. “Come all over my cock.”

“Fuck!”

She screamed out the word as he pounded into her from behind, harder, faster, driving himself to his own orgasm. He felt her start to crumble and tightened his grip, holding her in place as his balls tightened, and he slammed home. Her body spasmed around his cock as he emptied himself with a groan of pleasure, all of his pent-up need spilling out and filling the condom.

“Oh, fuck…” She whimpered the words more softly, sagging in front of him as he held them in place for the last tremors of his orgasm.

Letting out a long breath on a sigh, his muscles slowly untensed, relaxing, and he helped her straighten up, his cock sliding out of her. Before he tended to himself, he took his time removing the clamps, giving each pert nipple a kiss and a suck before kneeling before her and doing the same to her clit. She let out a little cry as he did so.

Once he got her seated on the bench to recover, only then did he go grab the wipes he’d found earlier, removing the condom and cleaning himself off before dropping it all in the trash and putting his shorts back in place. She was still naked, but he liked seeing her like that and didn’t particularly want her to get dressed yet.

There was a minifridge with bottles of water, and he grabbed one for both of them, tucking one under his arm and opening the other. Sitting next to Rae on the bench—there was just enough room for both of them—he held the bottle up to her lips.

“Drink.” Holding the bottle in place, he shook his head when she started to lift her hands. “No, let me do this.”

Aftercare was one of the things he most enjoyed, and after putting her through such an intense scene, he wanted to be the one to take care of her. Caretaking was an essential part of why he liked being a Daddy Dom. Even if Rae wasn’t going to call him Daddy, he wanted to take care of her.

Surprisingly, she didn’t protest. He really must have fucked all the sass out of her. Her hands dropped down to her lap, and her lips parted, letting him hold the water for her. Satisfaction filled him as he watched her throat work, greedily guzzling down the liquid.

“Good girl.” He didn’t pull the bottle away until she was done.

“Thank you,” she said once he took the bottle away.

“You’re welcome.” He opened his own bottle, thankful he had something to do because now that the scene was over, things were a little more awkward. As much as he wanted to pull her into his arms and cuddle, their current location was not really built for that.

Likely, the designer had expected that after using the nook, the participants would make use of other portions of the resort… like one of the aftercare areas. Unfortunately, those areas were a little too public for him and Rae. They were meant to accommodate multiple people.

As if the thought had drawn someone to them, a familiar voice filtered through the greenery, footsteps falling along the boardwalk outside. A low chuckle in response.

Avery and Nick.

His brain froze the moment he recognized the voices. Rae froze, too, then started scrambling for her clothes. Brian got down to help her, and she hissed at him.

“No! Go distract them!”

Right.

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