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“All your clothes off. Right now.”
“What am I getting in exchange?”
“Pleasure.” I do believe there’s not a man on this Earth who can say that word quite as sinfully as Mr. Everitt. “And the right to be fucked by me.”
“I was feeling warm anyway,” I offer nonchalantly as a blatantly transparent explanation for my compliance, one which I know is amusing him as I reach for the bottom of the oversized sweater of his that I’m wearing.
“The bottom first,” he rasps.
“Why?”
“Because I said so, Indigo.”
His humiliating words do ridiculous things to my pleasure centers…
Knowing his sweater covers to my mid-thighs anyway, I pull my leggings down and throw them onto a chair which I miss before straightening myself up in front of him as he lifts his hand from the wall, standing up and taking a step back.
He exhales deeply as if in relief at my compliance, at me handing the control baton back to him for a moment. “Good girl.”
He really needs to stop saying those words. He’s gonna wear my clit out if he keeps it up.
“Now turn around, lift up your top and show me your ass.”
His pale eyes are fierce, like spheres of flame, their potency so arresting that it’s hard to look away for fear that his beast will pounce. But there’s something different about him when he’s aroused like this—as if he goes into some zone, one dark and seductive, but closed off… and a little frightening.
“Why?” I tease.
“Because I want to see thebeforeso that I can appreciate theafter… when your skin is lit up with beautiful red welts.”
My pussy clenches as he says the deviant words.
Do I want to be whipped like some piece of cattle?
Apparently…
We don’t move again until I turn around and slowly slide the back of his sweater up to reveal my ass. I hear some low groan from behind me, the muted growl of a wolf, and before I know it, the touch of a large hand makes me flinch as it gently strays across the round curve of my ass.
His gravelly voice makes my breathing accelerate. “Very nice, Indigo. You take instruction well.”
“I’m just amusing myself,” I shoot back. “Experimenting.”
“Really?”
“Yep.”
Each hand of his cups one ass cheek, kneading firmly over and over, spreading my ass cheeks apart. “And what about when I whip your ass raw?” The rough scrape of his day-old stubble rasps against my temple from behind. “Will you beexperimentingthen?”
I can’t help but close my eyes as his lips graze the side of my face, my body lit up by a kind of light I haven’t felt for so long.
“Absolutely.”
“Hmm… Turn around,” he whispers. “You’re going to offer me the accommodating pussy that now belongs to me.”
Feeling myself heat up from the inside, I pivot slowly as he takes another step back, watching me in weighty silence like some animal hiding in wait. I reach for the bottom of his sweater but feel too embarrassed to lift it, instead finding his eyes. He waits patiently, restrained and unmoving, as I blush furiously, finally deciding that I want him to look at me. I’ve never really had a man just revel in my body quite like this before.
I slowly lift his sweater to just beneath my breasts to expose my pussy, dropping my eyes so I don’t have to look at him. His breathing becomes low and raspy as he looks at me, taking a step forwards.
“Look at me.”
