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“I need…” Panting, I couldn’t utter the words, the pleasure that intense. “Please. Please…”
The hard crack of his fingers against my pussy was jarring, the slight punishment sending a crackle of electricity into every muscle and tendon. When he soothed the ache, sucking as he shifted his head back and forth, there was no chance at holding back.
A climax roared into me, my breath stolen as I jerked up. Lights of various colors skipped along my periphery of vision, every beat matching the lights from outside. This time, my scream was silent, my body shaking violently. I’d never experienced anything so intense before, no man ever bringing me to raw ecstasy.
Phoenix refused to stop, using his tongue and fingers in a perfect orchestration. As soon as the first beautiful wave began to crash, another took its place. I was crazed from the euphoria, bucking like a wild animal.
“Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.”
He growled in answer, pinching my clit between two fingers. The combination of pain and pleasure elongated the climax. I was wet and hot, exhausted from the rapture. When the orgasm finally swirled, slowing until it left a minor thump in the deepest part of my core, he pressed his lips against one thigh then the other.
“You’re a very bad girl.”
The words left me tingling all over. “Uh-huh.”
“Bad girls are punished.”
All I could do was drag my tongue across my parched lips, my vision still hazy as I watched him rise to his full height.
Moving wasn’t an option, my entire body far too relaxed, but I sensed the beast inside of him was crowding closer to the surface. The way he looked at me was possessive, the primal heat between us exploding. Every action he took was deliberate, calculating, as if curious as to what I could handle.
“On your knees,” he commanded, the devilish grin I’d seen in the dining car lighting up his face.
I did as he ordered, my body swaying, butterflies taking over my stomach.
When he casually grabbed his belt from the floor, snagging my worthless panties at the same time, I bit my lower lip to keep from crying out.
“Open your mouth, myomorfiá.” His words came from a dark place within him, his tone deep and foreboding. If he wanted me terrified of him, he had no understanding of the kind of woman I’d become.
Fearless.
Ruthless.
As demanding as he was.
But I obeyed him for some crazy reason, going against all I believed in. He took a single long stride closer, towering over me like the god he was. Chuckling, he rubbed the rough pad of his index finger from one side of my jaw to the other. “With every action taken, no matter if they’re good or bad, there are consequences. Your disobedience will not be tolerated.”
Why did his words and his looming presence excite me so much? Why was I trembling from the thought of what he’d do?
His eyes became hooded, his chest rising and falling as he balled up the thin lace, shoving the wad into my mouth. “We don’t want to disturb the other guests. Do we?”
I sensed he couldn’t care less about the other passengers, the expression he wore one of power and dominance. The scent of my desire wafted into my nose, the fragrance instantly intoxicating. I could do nothing but watch as he wrapped his hand around the thick leather, winding it several times before sliding the tip across my shoulder and down my arm. He was toying with me, creating a lengthy moment of anxiety, but I wasn’t thrown that easily.
As he cupped my breast with his other hand, swirling the tip of his finger around my taut nipple, I did what I could not to react. My body had already betrayed me, doing so again as it swayed back and forth. He seemed pleased, his grin widening. Then he pinched my nipple, twisting it until a wash of pain coursed through me.
I had a feeling this was just the beginning.
“I’m going to spank you.” His statement was frank, said without any inflection, as if this was just a matter of course in our wicked tryst. I wanted to say no, to shove him aside and leave the room, but I was exhilarated at the thought. No one had ever spanked me before. My pussy remained wet, my juice staining the insides of my thighs.
He shifted his hand to my other breast, kneading the fullness before clamping his fingers around my hardened bud. The blast of anguish forced me to close my eyes.
“I have no doubt you can be a very good girl and will be in time.”
Was he planning on this continuing? The excursion was four days. Then we’d go our separate ways if he wasn’t departing during one of the two stops. The realization added another layer of tension.
I didn’t want him to leave too soon. This wasn’t real life, merely a dark fantasy, but I wanted it to last as long as possible.
Phoenix rolled his knuckle across my cheek then pushed me onto my stomach on the bed. I wanted to kneel by his side, the action of a true submissive. The strange moment of accepting his full control was somehow profound, sparking a longing I’d never known I’d wanted.
