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The smack stung his face, and for a second, he hated it. Then he loved it, because it fucking woke him up. There was nothing but Sonia’s hand, and his face, and her pussy clasping his cock, taking all of him inside her.

The slaps kept him from losing all control. But he needed more from her.

“Coupé,” he bit out, reaching for her safe word. He’d never had one himself.

Sonia stopped moving. Her hand fell to her side, and her voice softened. “What is it?”

“Untie me,” he rasped. “Now, baby. I want to take your ass.”

Sonia gave him a long look. Then she nodded and undid the tie from his wrists.

15

Wednesday

11:36 p.m.

Sonia lay on her stomach on the white-sheeted bed, her body buzzing.

She’d taunted Brendan without mercy, but every move, every word, had driven her crazy too. Her pussy throbbed with need, radiating from the plug nestled in her ass.

Hands slipped under the soft T-shirt Brendan had loaned her, whisking it over her head and tossing it aside. Clenching around the plug, she reached for one of Brendan’s pillows and tucked it under her hips.

When his big palms settled on her ass, rubbing the cheeks in circles, her whole body tensed in anticipation. A tap on the plug made her moan.

“You’ve been such a good girl,” he murmured. “Keeping that in all this time.”

She turned her head to look up at him. He was naked now, his long, muscular body gleaming in the low light. His dimpled smile was nowhere to be seen, and his hazel eyes were narrowed in concentration.

“Oh, you’re in charge now?” she asked.

“You said you’ll do whatever I want this week,” he reminded her, stroking the curve of her back. “Right now, I want to take care of you.”

Sonia blinked.Take care of you.Did that mean Brendan was in charge, or she was? At this point, she had no fucking idea. All she knew was that his firm strokes on her back were raising goosebumps. And when he began massaging with both hands, moving up and down from her shoulders to her waist, melting the knots — the only word she wanted to say was “Yes.”

“Relax now, baby,” he murmured, sliding one hand over her cunt. Cradling her folds, he teased her clit with slow strokes. She moaned as he twisted the plug inside her. “You know you’re meant to take me here.”

Noises left her mouth that sounded a lot like whimpers. She buried her face in Brendan’s comforter. How could he drive these sounds from her? Especially with that possessive talk. Normally, it would make her snort with derisive laughter; from Brendan, it only made her wetter.

But when he tried to work the plug out of her tight embrace, she gasped and clenched up.

“Sshhh, yes, I know,” he soothed. “You left it in so long for me. Now I’m going to give you something even better.”

Strangely, his words helped her ease up. Her nipples, still sensitive from his attention earlier, pressed into his sheets.

As his fingers played over her pussy, there was the creak of a bedside drawer, then the sudden sensation of cool gel being drizzled around the base of the plug.

“It’s time for this to come out so I can be inside you,” he murmured. “Take a deep breath and relax.”

She was dizzy with arousal, but she felt strangely safe with Brendan. Safe — and cared for. As she exhaled, he massaged her clit and eased the plug out of her ass.

“Fuck,” she gasped, wincing as the largest part of the bulb passed through. Then it was out, and kisses fell on her back. Hands spread her ass again, making her shudder. More lube trickled into her cleft. When a finger stroked her clit, and another lightly caressed her back hole, she cried out.

“Okay, baby?” Brendan’s voice was taut with excitement.

“Yes,” she panted.

“That’s a good girl.”

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