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He kicked off his shoes and pushed his pants down, freeing his cock in one smooth motion.
Oh. My. God.
It was enormous. Just the sight of it made my thighs press together because there was no doubt in my mind that a session with him would leave me sore long after he was through with me. That didn’t make me want him any less.
In fact, it made me want him even more.
His pecs flexed, drawing my gaze to the hard expanse of his stomach. He had the frame of a body builder and I lost count of how many ab muscles he had as my eyes drew down to the deep V of his hips. I bit the inside of my cheek as he crawled back onto the bed and back over me. He nipped at my breasts with his teeth as he ground his cock against my panty-clad pussy. His fingers crept under the edges of my underwear, and I sucked in a hot breath.
“Are you still going to spank me after you fuck me?” I asked breathlessly. I don’t know why I asked. For some reason, I wanted him to hold me accountable and I didn’t quite understand it. Just uttering the words made my entire body tremble and his palm cupped my chin before he kissed me tenderly.
“Yes,” he said. My clit throbbed hard against his cock.
I sighed, in happiness or relief I wasn’t sure. He kissed me again and I moaned into his mouth. Maybe I was insane for wanting this, but here in his arms I felt perfectly safe. I believed him when he said that Anthony wouldn’t bother me ever again and it made me want surrender to him in every way, even if that meant a hard spanking and a fucking in his bed.
“Why?” I asked.
His fingers dipped inside my panties, and I gasped out loud as he discovered the soaking wetness hidden between my thighs.
“Because you need it. This right here tells me everything,” he growled, and I moaned when those rough fingers started gently stroking my clit.
Oh. My. God. I was soaking wet.
“Will it hurt?” I breathed. My body started to roll beneath his expert touch. I whimpered as my desire spiked, one flicker of arousal quickly followed by another and another until a veritable storm of electricity was surging between my legs.
“Yes. You need to be punished, little girl,” he growled. His breath was hot against my neck, and I shuddered hard.
His touch was light and incredibly persuasive as it coaxed my desire to a head. My entire body started to tremble, and I cried out, grinding my pelvis into those fingertips with increasing desperation.
“I want you to come for me first though. Once right here and then when I fuck that needy little pussy,” he demanded and that only made me hotter.
Suddenly, I was on edge. I needed to come, not only for him but for me.
“Oh! Please!” I wailed, squirming with pitiful need at this point. His other hand palmed my breast and teased my highly oversensitive nipple. I moaned, twisting my body this way and that until he finally started teasing my clit with real intention.
His fingers were so much better than my own.
“Stop thinking. Stop worrying. All I want you to do is let go for me,” he coaxed, and a wave of desire sizzled through me.
“Yes. Yes,” I moaned, and he pressed harder, circling my needy bud until I felt like my core was going to combust.
“You will wait to come, sweet girl. I’ll tell you when you’re allowed to shatter for me,” he commanded, and another flare of passionate need surged through every inch of me. I was more on edge than I’d ever been. My thighs started to quake.
“But! Please! I can’t,” I cried.
I didn’t know how much longer I could last. I was already overwhelmed by the spiraling ball of desire in my core.
“Remember what I said about the belt,” he threatened, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I kissed him, trying to show him how desperate he was making me and how much I wanted to come for him, right here and now.
The pressure in my core continued to escalate.
His fingers never stopped. Soon enough, I feared I’d let go before he said I could. I started to beg.
“Please, Cyrus. Please let me come,” I pleaded. I’d never had to ask for permission to orgasm before and my pussy clenched down tight. His power over me felt so vast in that moment and all I wanted to do was please him, which only made me want to come even more.
The pads of his fingers worked my clit even more fervently.
I cried out, fearing that loss of control. My hands clutched at his broad shoulders. For a while, I tried not to dig my nails into his back, but soon I lost focus entirely.
