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But instead, he dives for me. His grip on my waist is strong. He twists my body and I find myself on his lap as he sits on the edge of the bed. My robe is flipped up, and because of how small I am it covers my head. I try to bat it out of the way as his hand comes down on my right butt cheek.
“One,” he growls as I cry out.
He spanks me four more times. They are hard and punishing, not the kind that I use on others or have had done to myself to lead me to subspace. But I find myself not crying out with each smack. My head drops and I moan loudly when he reaches five. He rubs the skin before he drags his fingers through my folds.
“So fucking drenched. I want another taste, but you need to get your sleep so you’ll be ready for tomorrow.”
Again, the words break through the fog of desire.
“But I want you,” I whine as I slide off his knees to the floor. I’m on my knees between his. I reach for his erection straining his fly.
* * *
Grayson
Looking downinto her eyes that are nearly black with her desire is almost my undoing. But I know what she’s doing. I’m not going to let her get away with it either. I’m still trying to figure out how we can make this work, but we will make it work. I’m not ready to give up my dreams, but maybe I could get her addicted to me and she’ll want to stay. Her business is small; she can tattoo anywhere.
I reach down and cup her soft cheek.
“Princess, I want you so much. I want to fuck you so hard that everyone in this hotel and casino will know you are mine from your screams. I want to fuck you so hard that you don’t remember any man before me. There will only be me.” I watch her eyes flare for just a moment before she closes her lids and blocks me out. “I want to fuck you so badly that my zipper is getting really acquainted with my cock. I can taste you on my tongue, and I want to have your taste there while my cock pounds your sweet pussy.” She reaches for my belt, and I gently put my hand over it. I wait until her eyes move back to mine. When I can see her soul looking back at me. “No, princess. We’ll make love when you don’t have to get up early.” I don’t tell her that I have to get to work and that things are going crazy right now. “Besides, the wait is so much better.”
“I know all about waiting. I know about holding orgasms to make the pleasure better. I make my subs do it on a regular basis.”
I stand so fast that she falls back on her heels. I start pacing because several times now she’s insinuated that she scenes regularly.
I stop and turn toward her; my body is ramped up. I’m ready to fuck her or pound someone. “Who the fuck are you scening with? Are you under contract now?” I demand as I advance on her. I grip her arms and lift her body up mine. “I don’t and won’t share you.” I claim her lips, and as her taste bursts across my taste buds, I calm slightly. She doesn’t fight me but wraps around me. I pull my head back after I’m sure I can control some of my anger. I want to climb into this bed and fuck her like I said, but she needs the sleep and I need to get to the main control office soon.
“I don’t do contracts. I scene at the club once in a while. Mostly I go and whip people for others enjoyment.” I know how unsatisfying that can be. I’ve watched it happen many times, but it’s usually a male.
“You’re a whip master? Contracts are a must unless you’re in a relationship.” I know from my background check she isn’t in one, but I didn’t see anything about her having a membership to a club or that she regularly goes to one with fees.
“Please, Grayson. I don’t want to beg, but I need you so bad.”
“My little switch princess. You have a very important competition tomorrow.”
I lean over the bed and pull the covers back. I pull the robe from her body and slip her between the sheets. Kissing her forehead, I realize she still has her makeup on.
“Just a moment.” I move to the adjoining bathroom, where I see her cosmetics case with wipes for removing her makeup. I take the pack to her, and when I see that she stayed in the bed as I ordered, I decide to give her a small reward. “Clean your face while I take care of you.” I flip back the covers and look down at her naked, tattooed body.
Gripping her thighs, I open her up again. As I kneel, I lift her up, bending her back. I focus on her clit, wanting to get her off faster than I did earlier. Using a finger, I slide into her heaven and my cock weeps in my slacks. I brush against her soft G-spot. Her arms are spread across the bed, the makeup cloth clutched into her fist, and only some of her makeup removed. I concentrate on getting her off. I don’t take my time; I ravish her. I fuck her with my finger, hard. She partially hangs in the air as I hold her up with one arm wrapped around her body. Only her shoulders and upper body are on the bed. When she comes screaming my name, I fight the urge to slam into her and remove any memories of before me. My phone vibrating in my back pocket is the only thing keeping me from doing it.
I arrange her in bed again when she finally calms. I grab a cloth and clean her face before I step into the bathroom and take a quick, cold shower. She was asleep before I stripped out of my pants.
When I’m done, I stand in the towel and watch her sleep. She’s beautiful and I might not have fucked her yet, but I know she is mine. I’ll do whatever is necessary to make her mine completely. No holds barred.
I’ll cheat in this hand of poker to keep my royal flush.
I hear the soft knock on the main door and wrap the robe she was wearing earlier around my body before I open it. My assistant stands at the door with a garment bag. I change into another suit and then head to my office, where I clean up the messes that happened when I left.
In the short time since I opened this casino, I’ve barely slept and have never taken any time off for me. Mybabushkaswears up and down that I’m working my way to an early grave. I remind her that I do make sure I come home for dinner every Sunday and I spend Saturdays working from my home office so that Rigs gets some time with me.
Tonight is no different as I drift in and out on my large sofa between fires. This tattoo expo is causing issues, but I’ll make sure it goes well. Without it, I wouldn’t have met my princess. Now to figure out how to make running this casino and keeping her work. I know it can be done. I also know if I had a manager I trusted, I could do it. As if on cue, a knock sounds on my door.
“Enter,” I growl, and my assistant, Aleksei, steps in.
“Don’t get mad at me because you feel the need to handle everything yourself.” He smirks at me. He’s been with me for years, another friend of Andrei’s and mine growing up. When I went legit, I had to bring him along.
“It’s as if this place can’t function without me.” I throw my hands out.
