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Another part of me was reluctantly turned on.
Had the face fucking gone on much longer, I had no doubt that it would have been enough to make me cry, but yet again he’d gone right to that edge and pulled back.
As I slowly gathered myself, my fearful arousal returned in spades. I fidgeted a little on the carpet as he tucked his cock away and buckled his belt back into place. My own clit was screaming for his touch. I had closed my eyes when he reached down and lifted me off the floor like I was nothing more than a sack of feathers. I wound myself around him as he carried me to the bed and laid me down on my back.
“Legs apart,” he guided smoothly.
A spike of panic speared through me. Had I impressed him? Was he still going to spank my pussy as hard as he’d said, or had I done well enough to earn something a bit gentler?
“Please, sir. It was my first time… I didn’t know what I…” I began. I couldn’t finish the sentence, too embarrassed to really give any credence to what I had just done. He simply shook his head and reached his hand forward, cupping my face gently.
“Shhh,” he replied. “Spread your legs for me now, angel.”
The nickname felt sweet, melting a bit more of the guard I kept trying to pull back up. My legs started to move, not really with any conscious thought at all, and I bit my lip.
“Good girl.”
One of his legs snaked over mine, pinning it in place.
“Wrists over your head,” he demanded. This time, I watched him as I did as he asked. Once my hands were in place, he used his left arm to hold them down, effectively binding me in place for what was to come. His gaze was practically savage.
My nipples were so erect that they ached. With his right hand free, he lightly pinched each one, eliciting a raspy sigh from me each time. He twisted them slightly, making them sting for the briefest moment before he released them.
He didn’t tell me if I had impressed him with my mouth. Worriedly, I watched his hand slink down the panes of my belly. He paused when he reached the top of my mound. Lightly, he brushed over the top of it, his skin on mine absolutely electric. I bit back a moan as he continued on further until his whole palm cupped my pussy. He squeezed it slightly and I sucked in an anxious breath.
I warred with my fear, rising panic, and overwhelming arousal. The spanking over his knee had stung more than I had anticipated and there was no doubt in my mind that this would hurt just as much, if not more.
Would I hate it?
Would I love it?
The possessiveness of his hand on me like this was almost too much to bear. Without thinking, I rocked my hips the slightest bit beneath him. I needed to come so badly. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to control myself if this went on for too much longer.
His fingers pressed in between my folds so achingly slowly that I wanted to scream. I yearned to both hide and push myself against him at the same time, but when his fingers circled over my clit a single time, I couldn’t stop a moan from falling off my freshly fucked lips.
“You’re so wet for me, angel. Have you been thinking about my hand between these pretty thighs?”
Oh, fuck. This man was going to be the absolute death of me.
“Yes,” I breathed.
I couldn’t get my mind off it. Two of his fingers lay innocently on top of my clit and I bucked beneath them, trying to grind against the rough pads that promised such shameful release.
He allowed it, if only for a short while. Those moments taunted me with sheer bliss.
Without warning, he lifted his hand off of my pussy and slapped me there, lightly that first time as if he was admonishing me for trying to give myself pleasure without his permission.
I blushed heavily once I realized what I had done.
The sting of that first smack was instantaneous, far faster than I expected. It was enough to take my breath away and make my entire body tremble. I worried my bottom lip, sucking in a pained breath as I struggled the tiniest bit against him. He was too strong, and I barely moved an inch.
“You’re not going to be able to escape me, angel.”
My heart pounded harder.
He spanked my pussy again, more firmly this time and my thighs tightened reflexively, more out of fear than actual pain. It stung, but not as much as I’d anticipated.
At least, not yet. That’s what I kept telling myself.
