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“You’ll need it.”
Without further prompting, she pressed herself against the far wall and stretched her hands above her head.
He tied her wrists together before grabbing the flogger from her bag.
Nathan tested it several times, noticing her wince each time the throngs rent the air. “Tell me you’re ready.”
“Sir. Yes.”
He returned to her and warmed her up with a few gentle leather kisses. Then he pressed his body against hers, hard, pushing her into the wall.
Her breaths came in labored little bursts.
“Do you feel my cock?” He tilted his pelvis so his erection was near her plug, putting force on it.
She groaned and let her arms drop before she caught herself.
“That’s it. That’s my good sub.”
“The fucking plug makes me feel so full.”
“Wait until I have my dick up there Saturday night.”
“Oh, God. Oh God.”
Before he ended up ejaculating, he pulled back and shook his head to clear it. He drew a couple of breaths, being sure his focus was on her before beginning the flogging.
A few minutes in, he stopped to play with her pussy and was rewarded by her wetness. “You’re a sexy woman.” He put his face near hers.
She turned toward him and he kissed her, capturing her hair, holding her prisoner while he plundered her mouth and made sure she knew how much he desired her.
She rubbed the wall shamelessly as he continued to tease her.
“A few more,” he said, moving away and resuming the flogging, leaving her breathless.
He flogged her harder than he had the other night, moving his hand in a figure eight to catch her with both a back and front stroke.
Since she was standing, he knew the flogger would impact her differently. He was able to wrap the strands around her more fully. And he had a more complete swing when he landed strokes on her inner thighs and shoulders.
She began to moan, a soft, pleased sound. And that was its own reward.
He untied her and rubbed her shoulders. “I want you on top of me tonight,” he said. “You’ll be able to control the depth and speed.” Which he was certain she would prefer since she had in a much bigger plug than she was accustomed to.
Within a minute, he was undressed and had donned a condom, not wanting to wait long enough to have her do it for him. When he was lying down, she straddled him.
She used her hand to guide his cockhead to her entrance, and she winced.
“Use lube if you need it,” he encouraged.
“I’m wet enough. It’s just…”
“Just?” he prompted.
“You’re so freaking big, and this plug thing has already filled up all the space.”
It was all he could do not to grab her and pull her down. It was sweet, sweet torture for her to take him a bit at a time.
She shifted her weight to her knees, allowing him to penetrate a little deeper.
A moment later, he grasped her nipples and squeezed.
With a yelp, she moved. He took advantage of it and surged up, filling her completely. “How’s that?” He backed off the pressure.
“I’ll let you know when I’m not seeing stars.” A few seconds later, she looked down at him. “This is pretty…amazing.”
For him too. Her channel was tight, and the feel of the glass heightened the sensation against his cock.
He wanted her to set the pace as much as she could, because if he did it, he’d come in under thirty seconds.
She began to rock, creating friction.
Determined to heighten her sensations, he tightened his grip on her nipples, and her internal muscles squeezed his cock.
Kelsey lifted herself up and repositioned her arms so that she leaned slightly forward.
Matching her seductive movements, he pumped into her. He released one of her nipples and twisted the other. At the same time he found her clit and rubbed it.
She screamed out as she clenched him hard with her cunt, with her knees.
The force of her orgasm spurred his. His hamstrings contracted as he surged up into her, ejaculating his hot cum.
Afterward, he held her for a long time, snuggled up to her back, his dick between her ass cheeks.
She relaxed into him, and he wrapped her up, wondering how she was going to react when he told her he never intended to let her go.
* * * *
The outer office door opened, and Kelsey jumped, sloshing some mocha out of the cup.
Nathan closed the door behind him then turned to lock it. “Show me,” he said.
Her hand trembled as she put down her drink. She knew what he meant. Even if his tone hadn’t been so direct, the color of his eyes—green, spiked with intent—would have clarified things for her. If she’d still been confused, the decisive click of the tumbler falling home would have made his words clear.
