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His harsh punishment hadn’t fazed her.
She wanted him more than ever.
They were two sides of the same coin.
Tightening his grip on her wrists, he buried his head in her breasts, hungrily engulfing them and fervently sucking in her nipples until she squealed and begged for mercy.
He needed skin against skin.
Abruptly sliding off her body, he urgently pulled off his clothes, then stretching out beside her, he brought her into his arms and planted his lips back on hers. He wanted to kiss her into oblivion, push his tongue to the back of her throat, and rub his chest against her hardened nipples.
But his cock wanted more.
Much more.
Feverishly licking his way down her body, he grabbed her milky inner thighs, pushed them apart, and sank his mouth against her pussy. Twirling his tongue around her clit, he spent long minutes bringing her to the edge, then backing off, continuing the torment until she writhed and wailed and pleaded for her orgasm.
“Not yet,” he grunted, rising up and resting on his haunches. “Get on your hands and knees.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Master!”
“I can call you Master?” she panted, staring up at him.
“Yes, now get on your hands and knees.”
But ignoring his instructions, she impulsively sat up and threw her arms around his neck.
“Thank you.”
“What did I just—?”
“I couldn’t help myself,” she bleated breathlessly, hugging him tightly.
Fisting her hair, he yanked it back and glowered at her. “You’re a—”
“Please don’t say it,” she whispered. “I know what I am, but sometimes a girl has to do what a girl has to do, and I desperately needed to do that. Thank you, Master. I love saying that so much.”
He paused, scrutinizing her expression.
She wasn’t testing him.
Not this time.
“Hands and knees,” he muttered, “and I mean now.”
“Yes, Master.”
As he released her hair, she turned around and dropped into position, reaching out at the last minute to grab a pillow for her head.
“Stay just like that,” he ordered, climbing off the bed and striding into his bathroom.
It was rare for him to have a woman in his home, and it took him a minute to find the small bottle of slick lube. Hurrying back, he found her massaging her clit. His first instinct was to scold her for touching herself without permission, but moving closer to the bed, the erotic sight fed his carnal fire. Feasting his eyes on her busy fingers and glowing backside, he coated his cock with the lube, climbed behind her, spread her cheeks apart, and prodded her back hole.
“Tell me what you want,” he growled, landing a sharp slap.
“Please, Master,” she whimpered breathlessly, “please will you fuck me back there?”
