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He stands and grabs my jaw, twisting my head so he can give me a long, lascivious kiss. He pulls away and my head spins, my breath completely snatched. “Doesn’t your patience taste sweet?” I moan, savoring the taste of him, the whiskey and my own lust.
And then without any other warning, his fist closes around my bound wrist while his other hand comes down hard and sharp. It takes a moment for the burn to settle in, for the heat to spread, andfuck, nothing has ever hurt so good.
Except for the next slap, and the one after that and the one after that. Each one layers sensations on top of sensations, the pain and pleasure both building exponentially. By the time he finishes all six, I’m ready to beg for more even though my wrists ache under his bruising hold and my ass is nothing but white-hot fire.
I’m breathing so heavily the glass by my face has fogged up and I can hear my own heartbeat. I’m still coming down when I feel another spill of something wet on my ass. The cool liquid is like sweet honey against my raging skin. My mind is a haze, not even trying to deduce what is happening until a finger spreads the coolness between my cheeks.
He’s thoughtful and confident in his movements. I never doubt I’ll enjoy whatever he does next. He knows when to push me and when to hold me. His finger wanders to my back entrance and smooths the gel-like liquid around the hole, pressing softly. I whimper pleasurably as his finger breaches the tight ring. “Tell me to stop, and I will. But I don’t think you want me to. Do you, princess?”
I suck in full breath and on the exhale, he pushes further, sinking in. “That’s it, good girl,” he praises as I relax and welcome him in. There’s something uniquely vulnerable but comforting in relinquishing control like this. It makes me feel both scared and cared for.
He continues to lavish me with encouragement and begins to slowly pump in and out of my ass. Soon, I become lost in the rhythm, feeling fully in my body and in this moment.
“Fuck,if you keep making those sounds, I’m gonna forget about my plans and fuck your tight little ass right here.” Finn groans and squeezes my hip harder. “You like this don’t you? Such a filthy little plaything.”
“Yes,” I breathe on the next moan as he works his finger in a wide, sweeping circular motion inside me. It’s mesmerizing and so fucking hot, I find myself pushing my hips back, eager for more.
“I’m gonna pull out, but stay just like this, okay, princess?” The hand on my hip slides up my back with a firm pressure and I nod. He withdraws slowly and the sensation is just as overwhelming as when he entered.
I hear him move several paces away but then he’s back. He opens a sealed box at the side of my head so I can see as he pulls out its contents. “I want you to wear this tonight.” He twirls the butt plug so I can see its size and shape and the jeweled base. “And every time you feel it, I want you to remember what happened here tonight. If you get anxious or overwhelmed, come back to this place where nothing matters but me and you.” He strokes my hair and searches for understanding in my eyes.
“Okay.” I swallow, oddly touched by the gift.
He circles back behind me and again gently pushes a lubricated finger into me. I relax much quicker this time, enjoying the fullness instantly. He pulls it out and next I feel the hard, metal tip of the plug prodding where his finger used to be. I focus on my breathing, relaxing my muscles and putting all my weight onto the island.
“Look at you,” he says with awe, “my perfect, little wife.”
He takes his time fitting the whole thing and once it’s fully seated he kisses each dimple in my lower back. He gently pulls my panties back up and I hiss at the thin fabric against my smarting skin. He unties my wrists, and my hands fall to clutch the edge of the island.
He drags a soothing palm down my back. “Let’s get you into that dress.”
The car did, in fact, wait for us.
However, it feels like the driver is determined to hit every pothole and any other goddamn hump in the road. Each jostle and bump I feel ten-fold on my sore, full ass. Finn is casually sipping a drink with his arm along the window, his fingers drumming lightly on the rim. He looks at me from the corner of his eye every time we hit a bump, but I won’t give him the satisfaction of a reaction. I’m sure he’d love to know I can still feel him even when he’s not touching me, but taunting him feels just as gratifying as giving in.
He looks downright wicked in a full tux. His dark hair is swept back, but two small strands have fallen making him look polished but still rough around the edges, like he could kill you without getting a speck of blood on his crisp white shirt. My fingers itch to loosen his collar and dust a kiss as teasingly light as he did earlier. I’m getting lost in thoughts of us, and I’m taken by surprise as the limo turns sharply and I gasp, squirming.
At the sound, Finn’s head slowly rounds on me, tongue in cheek. “Something bothering you, princess?”
“Nope,” I say and sit taller.
He lifts a brow. “Is that so?”
“Mhmm.” I grind my teeth as the car stutters to a stop at a redlight, my muscles aching.
He nods thoughtfully, but a devilish glint sparkles in his eye. He sets his glass down without ever taking his assessing gaze off me.
“Seems like I left my wife wanting.” His hand lashes out and grabs my wrist, dragging me quickly and effortlessly across the limousine seat and over his lap. My stomach and hips rest on his legs, my ass facing up. He slides a heavy palm languidly from my ankle to my thigh.
“Finn, what are you—”
“I promised not to be gentle, and if you’re still able to sit, I didn’t deliver.” His words are rich and goading. He smooths a palm over one of my cheeks, and even the light pressure wiggles the plug and rubs at the ache. “If six didn’t do it, maybe we should try for ten.”
He raises his hand and my heart pounds deliriously. “Wait—wait, Finn.”
“What’s that, little wife?”
I turn over in his lap and sit up, settling myself between his knees while my legs hang over one side of his. “Every bump in the road, every inch I move, I feel you.” He looks down his nose at me and I trail a finger down his cheek, and I feel his jaw clench under my touch. “Thank you.”
