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“Fu- ” she moaned and his fingers pressed down, slipping over her clit with enough force to almost be painful. She yelped and his other hand slipped around her neck, constricting viciously.
Katie gasped, her sense returning with a jolt. She grabbed at his hand and he growled in her ear, his finger sliding into her pussy, claiming her wet passage.
“Don’t you dare!” he snarled and her hands fell away. She panted and he released her neck, making her gasp in gratitude. The fear had only lasted for a moment, but she trusted him now. She knew he wouldn’t hurt her; it was all part of the game. His game. The game he wanted to play with her.
She was up for it.
She gave up completely, holding nothing back. He recognized her surrender and she heard a husky chuckle. He grabbed her neck tightly, cutting off her blood supply and precious air. As he crushed her pussy lips between his fingers, she neared an orgasm that threatened to devour her in its raw fury.
“Yes!” she moaned and everything stopped. She fell forward on the bed, regretting the loud cry. If he didn’t let her cum, she would surely die of un-assuaged longing. “Oh!” She tilted her head back, wondering where the wonderful hands and large masculine body went. Has he stopped? Will he not give me what I want?
She remembered then, how he would let her cum. She would have to kneel and beg. Her throat went dry as he watched her from four feet away. He deftly undid the belt and fly, and removed his shirt. His pants stayed on, undone, his fly parted, and the bulge still trapped inside. It was unreal and majestic. She ached to claim it between her lips, taste it, and inhale its scent – his scent. But he just watched her, unmoving.
His face had changed. His eyes were a dark shade of cobalt blue, completely different from the color she remembered. Katie gathered her energy. She wanted to beg. She wanted to grovel at his felt to give her what she ached for. She wanted to let the tornado free in her core. Her orgasm – quivering and panting – lay in wait, and all she needed was his permission.
She parted her lips to begin, but blushed instead. I can’t do it!
Damon saw the struggle in her expressive eyes as if it was written in bold letters. Everything crossed her face, her indecision, her confusion, and her vivid embarrassment. He was awed. He was mesmerized. He swallowed as the naked beauty sat still on the carpet, her arm resting on the mattress. Her aroused dark eyes made his chest explode.
He shook his head. “You know how this goes, Katie!” he growled, making her lips part and close in indecision. “Kneel!” His roar made her quail, and she looked away. Her eyes could not meet his anymore.
His inner dominant seethed in fury. She had committed to this. She had agreed. No! She wasn’t playing by the rules. He was not going to take this. He gritted his teeth and pushed his pants down, making her raise her eyes to his again. She gasped as his large thick cock popped out of the confines and she reached forward. Just as she was about to kneel instinctively in wanting, she tensed. Something inside her just snapped. I can’t do this! God, I want him! But no, I cant…this just isn’t me! She would surely die of shame later if she went along with this.
But at that moment, Damon, his cock, his raw unsheathed virility, was making her clench and unclench her pussy in desire. She couldn’t wait.
Damon gave her a few seconds to decide, something he had never granted any of his previous subs. That exception was enough. “Get on all fours!” His tone left no negotiation possible. Katie deftly fell forward and her breasts swayed. He came up behind her and squeezed her ass tightly.
More spanks were on their way. Katie knew. She wanted the heat, the sting. It went straight to her pussy. Since he wasn’t going to let her cum with his fingers or cock, she had to make do with the spanks. It was going to happen. It has to! Just a few spanks and she knew she would erupt. She was that close to gratified absolution.
Puck!
The hit slashed onto her ass cheek and a split second later, it burned. She screamed and crawled forward, pulling away, sitting, and trying desperately to make the excruciating sting stop. Her bare hips rubbed on the carpet and he watched her with a contented, aroused smile on his face. She lurched again and again and the stings kept coming in waves, over and over again, while he observed her like a piece of art on display.
His cock twitched as she pursed her lips, tears streaming down her face. The belt. His belt had almost sliced her ass on the place it landed. It was nothing but pain. All her arousal, everything just vanished into thin air. She lurched again, her eyes burning, and crawled away from him feeling pathetic and beaten.
Damon’s eyes narrowed as she kept crawling away, until she reached the bedroom door. He strode forward and Katie’s eyes widened. “No no! Stop! Stay away from me!” she screamed and he paused, his hands in the air. His lips parted. He was genuinely shocked but Katie didn’t care. She did not give a damn because the bite, the slash of blaze on her ass consumed her limbs, her sense. Her whole body was taut in struggle with the pain.
She watched him, panting, tears sliding down her cheeks. He stared shock still, watching the expressive beautiful face once again. This time, her stunning dark eyes weren’t alive with desire – they were wild with terror. She was afraid of him.
Bile rose in his throat like lava and he turned away, grabbing his pants and disappearing into the adjoining bathroom. At that moment, Damon didn’t know if he hated himself more than he despised Katie.
Katie jumped up instantly, snatching her clothes, pulling them on hurriedly. She bit her lip to keep from sobbing. What is he? What kind of depraved monster is he? She wasn’t made for this. This wasn’t what she wanted. The belt! She hadn’t expected it! No no no! She screamed in her head, deftly opening the bedroom door.
The bathroom door opened just as she was leaving but she dared not look back. She was in the elevator swiftly, punching the buttons ferociously as if her life depended on it. There was no way she was ever coming back to the hellhole Damon called home. The elevator doors wouldn’t budge, and her heart slammed into her ribs as Damon appeared right in front of her, watching her expressionlessly.
She gasped, glaring back into his eyes, terrified what he was going to do to her. He reached to the side and punched a button on his private elevator. The doors closed and her final sight was of Damon’s tempting eyes tinged with remorse. It was out of place and completely the wrong expression for him. Her chest knotted painfully in disbelief at the naked longing in his eyes. He hadn’t been able to hide it. She had caught the expression in a weak moment.
She clenched her eyes shut, hugging her coat tighter around her shivering form. Her ass stung. But even as she was awash with relief, descending to the ground floor, away from the man who had been a shocking maniac in bed, her heart was constricting. Up until the point the leather belt had crashed onto her ass, he had shown her paradise.
Stupid stupid, Katie!
Her impulsiveness might have made her lose him forever.
Echoes of Passion Book 2
Katie opened the front door, and a large bouquet of red roses stared back at her.
“Delivery for Katie Stevens?”
