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He reaches down and brushes his thumb across my bottom lip. “Shit…” he breathes, looking down at me. “That mouth of yours was made for sin.”
I smile up at him. “Always glad to be of service.”
“You’re very good at that…” He pauses as if he wants to say more. A cloud passes through his beautiful blue eyes. He draws back, still staring at me, his eyes traveling down my near-naked body. “Made for me to enjoy.”
“How much enjoyment will there be tonight? Looks like we’re off to a quick start...” I say, overtly noting that he’s already semi-hard again. One thing I’ve learned from our first night at the hotel was that once wasn’t close to enough for him. It was just barely a warm-up. Twice might not be, either. Are we in for another sleepless night like the first night we spent together? The thought sends a hot thrill through me. I feel powerful with the knowledge that he can’t get enough of me. That his need is as insatiable as my own.
“Oh, there will be plenty. We’ll both be quite happy.”
Something stretches between us—something I really can’t explain. The air is thick, heavy, and I have trouble pulling it into my lungs. I look up into his eyes, trying to decide if I should stand before he tells me to. Crazy, that thought. It would have never occurred to me before this to await his permission.
He bends, taking me by the elbow, pulling me to my feet. Our gazes catch and hold for a long, breathless moment.
His eyes wander over my body. From the necklace, which he touches again, over the red lace demi-cup bra that barely covers me. He lowers his hand from the necklace to slide down along the edge of my bra, his finger slips inside to glance against my nipple, sending shivers through me and causing it to stiffen. He watches my face as he does this, not missing anything.
“You look gorgeous in red…” His head dips even as his finger hooks into my bra, pulling my breast free. He shoves the cup underneath, forcing my bare breast up and out. Before I can catch my breath, his hot, wet mouth is sucking my nipple to a tight point, in seconds doing the same with the other after extricating it similarly from the bra—which he refuses to remove. My head lolls back, enjoying the sensation of his mouth on my tender, hungry nipples.
When he raises his head, I can see hunger in his eyes. It’s the same hunger that burns inside me. For days, I’ve been waiting for this, almost since the moment I’d opened my eyes the morning after our all-night fuckfest at the hotel. I’d been daydreaming about having him here with me. The feel of his cock. That intense look in his eyes…
During the day, at night, that look is all I think about.
Now he’s here. I can’t wait any longer. I’m struggling for breath.
He flicks his chin. “Turn to the wall.”
I hesitate, frowning, unclear about what he’s asking. Everything in me wants to refuse, to make him work for my compliance, but I’m desperate for release and he seems to know that. I haven’t come in days, and sucking him off has me hungry for his cock inside me.
When I don’t move, he firmly grasps my upper arm and walks me to the far wall opposite the bed. “That and the necklace...you have some learning to do. In the future, Madeline, you will be quicker to obey me.”
I blink, saying nothing. There’s something underlying in his voice. Not quite anger. It’s more like the tone of a disciplining parent—or someone who trains an animal.
“Put your hands behind your back and your forehead on the wall. And keep it there. Don’t move.”
I bend forward, complying.
He walks out the door into the hall where the locked closet door is located. I hear the rattle of keys, then the distinct sound of a door being opened, drawers pulled out. I pull my head away when I hear it, straining to pick up any more details—all I hear is the squeak of the door on the hinges. He’s opened the secret closet. My heart races in my throat. What is he pulling out of there?
A minute later, he returns, and though I’ve got my forehead back on the wall, I peer out of the corner of my eyes as best I can. He’s holding black leather cuffs chained together in one hand and a riding crop in the other. My sex clenches at the sight. I itch to feel its sting on my skin, the rush of heat surging through my veins. I’m desperate for it.
His gaze hardens as it falls on me. “You’re disobedient today. In too many ways. I think someone wants her punishment.”
Punishment?
Chapter 18
No Boundaries
Kohl’s eyes travel over me again, chuckling at the obvious flush on my features, as if pleased with himself that he’s guessed right—that I’m anticipating punishment. While I’m still against the wall, he tosses the things from the locked closet onto the bed. Then I hear him shuck his clothes. I sneak peeks at him, relishing every graceful movement, every inch of flesh he reveals, gasping at the beauty of him. Finally, he stands beside me naked, his thick cock jutting out, ready to fuck.
Lifting the strip of silky fabric off the bed, he leans over and secures it around my head, blindfolding me.
“Now,” he says. “Time for a little fun.”
“W-what are you going to do?”
He places his mouth against my ear, the pulses of hot breath sending shivers down my spine. His words rasp in a hoarse, harsh whisper. “I’m going to use you, Madeline. And maybe, if you deserve it, I’ll make you come. This time there will be no barrier. I’ll ride you hard and come inside you.”
He turns me from the wall, guiding me to lie down on the bed, pointedly pulling my ankles apart. And moments later, the tip of the riding crop touches my arm, first lightly and then gradually firmer. Excitement trips through me as he drags the tip of the whip across my stomach, circling my navel, before gently tapping it on my thigh. It’s not enough to sting, but the promise of pain is there. He’s teasing me.
