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I leaned forward, pressing my mouth to hers, and kissed her with a fury I’d held back for so long. She kissed me back, even as she gasped for air, and I loosened my grip ever so slightly. Her arms came up to wrap around me, and I growled angrily, releasing her throat as I backed away.
“No, I don’t deserve your touch.” I took her wrists and pinned them above her head so she couldn’t touch me. It was a stupid move. I looked down at her.
Her dark eyes glinted in the muted light of the suite lamps. Her lips were parted, and her heavy breathing made her breasts rise and fall in a way that made me want to tear the dress from her body. I wanted to hear the ripping noises as it fell away and revealed her to me.
“Fuck, Tory,” I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers.
“Jasper,” she whispered, and I moved back a little to look at her. “I want you,” she murmured.
I shook my head. “No, you don’t.”
“Yes, I do. I want you. Now, here. Like this.”
“You don’t mean that.” I let go of her wrists and turned away.
“I do.” Her voice was steady, certain, and hope flared inside of me for a second.
“You can’t, it’s wrong. It’s...”
“It’s what I want,” she insisted. She walked around in front of me and looked me straight in the eye. “Jasper, do you have any idea how bad I’ve felt for what I did to you? I need this, I need you to punish me. I want you to hurt me. Please.”
I stared at her, unable to believe what I was hearing. She reached behind her back and slowly pulled down the zipper on her dress. The soft silk fell from her shoulders and pooled at her feet, leaving her dressed only in her boots and black lace underwear.
I was already hard, and my cock ached at the sight of her. “No,” I said, trying to… Fuck, I was trying so hard, and she wasn’t making this easy.
“Jasper, please. I’ll stop you if you go too far.”
I swallowed and took a shaky breath, wondering what the hell I should do. I ran my tongue over my dry lips.“Stand by the window,” I ordered.
She hesitated for a moment and then turned and did what I said. A rush went through me at the sight of her following my order. I followed her, unbuckling my belt. I slid it slowly out of the loops, still not quite believing she’d let me do this.
“Bend over, hands flat against the glass.” We were fairly high up, but there were other tall buildings nearby, and someone looking over would certainly see her silhouette backlit from the lamps. The idea of someone watching us sent a thrill through me as she did as I said, placing her hands flat against the glass and standing with her legs slightly apart. My eyes travelled up the curves of her leather boots, her light brown thighs, the curve of her back, and the black waterfall of her hair. Fuck, she was so delicious.
“I’m going to hurt you,” I told her. “To punish you. To humiliate you like you humiliated me. Do you understand?”
She nodded. I stepped over and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head backwards sharply. She gasped, her hands instinctively rising to her head, and I gave another sharp tug on her hair.
“I said, hands against the glass.”
Slowly, she stretched her arms out, her head still pulled backwards by the black strands in my grip, and placed her palms against the glass again.
“You will refer to me as Sir and speak only when you are spoken to. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” Her voice was quiet and breathy.
“If at any time you want me to stop, your safe word is opera.” She nodded, but it wasn’t enough. I’d dreamed about this for so long, I didn’t want to fuck it up. “Say it.”
“Opera.” Her breasts rose and fell with her breathing, and the sight of her rose pink nipples sent desire shooting through my body. I released her hair and walked behind her. She straightened up slowly, back in position. I undid her bra slowly, running my thumbs down the silky sides of her breasts as I did so and threw it on a nearby table. I raised my leather belt, doubled it in my hand, and waited. A few moments passed, and I heard her breathing increase in speed as the anticipation built.
I reached out, and with a quick, hard movement, I brought the belt down across her ass. She gasped, jerking with the shock, but she didn’t move from her position. I did it again, and she sucked her breath in but didn’t move this time.
“Good girl,” I murmured. I wasn’t hitting her too hard. I knew enough from my few sessions in the club to know I couldn’t go all out the first time, as much as I wanted to. I brought the belt down across her legs, a little harder this time. It was leaving a lovely red stripe across her skin that I wanted to run my tongue across.
Crack. Crack. Crack. Three in succession, across that beautiful back. No more low backed dresses for her for a few days. On the last stroke, she cried out. It was a beautiful sound that had me burning for her deep inside. I brought the belt down hard across her ass again and again, getting harder. I was using more force now, and as I looked towards her, I could see tears running down her face. She didn’t stop me though.
“You humiliated me,” I stated sternly, bringing the belt down again. She jumped under it.
“You rejected me,” I continued, hitting her harder.
