“That’s not how you treat a slut, Daddy…you know that.”
I played the role, both confused and turned on by that sentence. As if waking up, he pulled back and locked his gaze with mine. We had a purpose. So he stood and stripped, his cock rock hard. Fuck, he had a beautiful dick. It was long and it wasthick.It fit into me as if it was custom-made. He wasn’t circumcised, and fuck…I liked that.
Before I could continue my admiration, he hooked his finger in my thong and pulled hard, the material burning my skin.
I gasped, and he latched onto that, seizing my ankle and yanking me toward the end of the bed. All his actions were rough, exactly how we had discussed. He gave me a light tap on my ass cheek, just to encourage me to turn around, but suddenly—
I wanted it.
I flipped over and slumped onto the bed, letting my legs hang off. “Do it again,” I mumbled into the mattress.
There was a second’s pause when all doubt overtook me, but then he did it.
Nicely. Not harsh. Not bad. Just a tap.
“Do it harder, Daddy.” I looked toward the phone before shutting my eyes, just in time to feel a real smack on my behind.
But it wasn’t enough to override the dark memory. No. I needed itharder.I needed it just likehedid it.
“Do it like youmeanit.”
Real pain zinged through me when Alex’s palm struck my skin the next time, my gasp catching in my throat. I panted into the bed, acutely aware of the heat on my cheeks.
“Again. Do it again.”
This was veering off script. This was not what we had talked about, but I wanted it. Maybe we could edit it out, cut the scene, and move on to something else, but right now—
Alex landed another spank on my ass.
“Start counting.” His deep voice echoed in my ears and I did—I started from one.
Every time he brought his hand down on my skin, a layer of me shed.
It hurt.
“T-ten,” I sniffled, knowing that there was more I could take. More that I needed. Alex hit harder, and my tears burst down my cheeks.
“Fifteen,” I whimpered, gripping the sheets and sticking out my hips, silently demanding more.
Again and again, Alex obliged my request. Over and over, the pain pierced my body. And every time, I took a deeper breath in than before.
“Enough!” I squealed when we got to twenty-three, struggling to catch my breath. “Enough.”
Instead of another spank, smooth hands caressed me. Slow, gentle, Alex ran his hands on my ass cheeks and, to my great surprise, parted my legs, diving rightin. My eyes widened, and I instinctively moved away, but he locked his arm around my hips, dragging his tongueallover me.
All.
Over.
Everything.
“Mmm,” he groaned into me, just as his tongue swirled around—
“Fuuuuuuck,” I moaned loudly, my legs turning into jello. This was heaven. I heard it—the way heslurped, from my clit, over my pussy, right to my asshole, his tongue working me like I was a damn lollipop.
I arched my back, approaching the precipice of something dangerous. This had never happened to me, butGod,I wanted this to always happen to me.
I begged something incoherent, losing my sight and sense right when his two fingers sank into my pussy, sending stars to my eyes.
