Page 15 of Blushing Bride


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They were absolutely drenched.

I blushed hard, my face growing so hot that it felt like it was going to catch flame. How could he know?

A bit frustrated, I stared back at him. Why was I the only one being stripped bare? Why couldn’t I take his clothes off too?

“Keep your hands at your sides,” he instructed gently. His expression remained soft, and I wanted nothing more than to defy him. I waited a few seconds, but I couldn’t remain still for long.

I reached for his belt again. This time, I worked a bit faster, yanking on the end of it and pulling it through the buckle. His eyes narrowed, keeping level with mine. He didn’t stop me until I successfully unbuckled his belt.

Swiftly, he gathered my wrists in one hand, pressing them back over my head before I could stop him.

“I told you to keep your hands at your sides, naughty girl, but you disobeyed me, didn’t you?” he asked. My stomach flipped inside me with nervous butterflies.

“Yes…” I breathed anxiously. What was he going to do? What did I want him to do?

With his other hand, he pulled his belt free from the loops of his pants. Enthralled by the sound of leather slipping against the cloth, I dropped my gaze and watched.

“Are you going to be an obedient girl for me, or do I need to use my belt?”

My mouth went totally dry. I opened and closed my lips, gasping softly at the insinuation in his tone. My backside tightened, almost as if I could feel the fiery lash against my bare flesh and I bit my lip. He released my wrists, but I was too caught up in the idea of the belt to move them from where he put them this time.

My thighs trembled slightly with need.

He folded the belt in two, holding the buckled end against his palm. I stared down at it, watching it swing back and forth. I didn’t see his other hand, but I felt it drifting down until it slid along the hem of my panties. I sucked in a breath, but I made no move to stop him as they slipped underneath to explore my pussy for the very first time.

His rough fingertips slid over the top of my mound, descending further until he slipped right over my clit. A visceral surge of pleasure raced through me, and I gasped, suddenly grateful for the wall behind me and his body in front of me. Without either one, I probably would have fallen onto the floor.

He started circling my needy bud. My hips bucked against him and the heated flush over my cheeks intensified so much so that I thought my face would catch fire.

I didn’t think this could be any more shameful.

It got so much worse.

“Do I need to use my belt on your bare bottom, naughty girl?”

Raw desire coursed through me, hot and heavy and overwhelming. I bit my lip, trying to keep quiet and failing miserably. The images of the photos raced through my head. How would he do it? Would he put me over his knee like the husband had done to his bride? Would he pin me over the bed so he could belt me?

Would it hurt?

Would I like it?

My clit pulsed beneath his fingers as he continued to touch me. The pressure was light, but it drove me wild. My core spiraled tighter, and I lost my battle with keeping myself from making any noise.

I cried out. He pressed a bit harder.

My entire body shuddered with need. My fingertips crackled with electricity and my toes curled against the floor. I clenched my fingers, digging them into my palms as I arched upward.

I didn’t know what was happening. Confusion spiraled through me. Pure desire dazzled me senseless as my hips rocked back and forth, almost as if I was grinding myself against his fingers.

Maybe I was.

Maybe it was him.

I glanced down, my eyes tearing to the doubled-over belt still in his hand. He was still holding it like he wanted to use it.

All of a sudden, my whole body contracted at once. The rocking of my hips turned into shameless bucking and the desire spiraling in my core broke free. I whined softly, trying to keep the sound quiet, but that didn’t last long.

My vision prickled with blinding light as sizzling euphoria burned through my limbs. My fingers gripped at his wrist, simply trying to hold on for what was the most intense pleasure I’d ever felt in my life.

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