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My desire spun out of control, a whirlwind of emotions and sensations that threatened to consume me. It was as if the world around us had blurred into insignificance, leaving only him and the pulsing need between us. Every inch of my body craved his touch, my skin tingling with anticipation. I was teetering on the edge of surrender, torn between fear and longing, and it was clear that this man held the power to push me over the edge into a world of irresistible desire.
Overwhelmed with my need, I pushed myself up off his lap. This time, he let me, and I stood up on shaky legs. I pressed my thighs together and wrapped my arms around my waist, trying to grapple with all the heat simmering in my body.
“Kane,” I whispered.
“What is it, little one?” he murmured, his gaze dark and promising, and my pussy clenched hard.
“I need…” I began, but then my voice trailed off, and I couldn’t bring myself to say anything more at all. Every nerve in my body was ready to ignite all at once. When I unconsciously reached for my pussy, his hand shot out and caught my wrist.
“Bad girls only get to come with a bright red bottom and a very sore bottom hole, so if you want to come, you’re going to need to ask me to put my finger in your tight little asshole,” he said darkly.
As Kane’s smoldering gaze locked onto mine, I felt an intense jolt of desire and shame coursing through me all at once. His eyes held a dark, predatory hunger that sent a shiver down my spine. My desire waged a fierce battle with my inner turmoil, the intensity of his stare slowly chipping away at my defenses.
He pulled me towards him and steered me between his thighs, placing his hands on either side of my hips while his thumbs circled my sensitive naked flesh. My pussy pulsed with need, and I shivered with it, trying to contend with the confusing mixture of pain, pleasure, and sensation coursing through me.
In that moment, as his presence enveloped me and his fingers continued their maddening exploration, I couldn’t contain myself any longer.
“I can’t…” I began.
“You will, bad girl. If you don’t, you won’t get to come today at all,” he threatened.
I stood there, feeling sulkier than ever. I didn’t want his finger in my bottom again. It had hurt the first time, and I had no doubt it would hurt again.
“Please. Can’t you just fuck me instead?” I tried.
He shook his head, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to seduce my way out of this, just like I hadn’t been able to get out of the spanking I’d just received.
A pout tugged at my lips, my stubbornness warring with the overwhelming need building inside me. It was so hard to ask for what I craved, to admit to myself and to him that I wanted more, that I needed more. The tumultuous dance of desire and reluctance played out within me, but as the yearning surged higher, I couldn’t deny that a part of me desperately longed for the very thing I was so hesitant to ask for.
I didn’t just want it. Iwantedit.
My inner turmoil reached a breaking point, and finally, the words tumbled out of me in a hushed, trembling voice.
“Kane, please… I need you.”
“You will tell me what you really need, bad girl. You won’t get another chance. If you don’t ask me now and try again later, I’m going to put you back over my knee and paddle your bare bottom with a wooden spoon,” he warned.
“Yes sir,” I blanched. His hand had hurt enough. I had no doubt a spoon would hurt far more. A drop of arousal rolled down my thigh, and I closed my eyes, trying to draw in an encouraging breath while my body burned with terrible, insistent need.
“Please… please put your fi… finger in my bot… bottom hole and make me come, sir,” I finally managed to stammer, and his wicked grin made a jolt of arousal rush straight to my core.
“Come here, bad girl, and let me give you that orgasm,” he purred.
I shivered as the sound rolled down my spine, settling deep in my belly. Kane reached out, his fingers brushing mine, and an electric tingle set my every nerve ablaze. His hand closed around mine and his grip tightened.
With a slow, deliberate motion, he pulled me closer until I was once again lying face down over his lap. My body trembled with a mix of desire and anticipation as his hand grazed over my sore bottom cheeks.
As I settled over Kane’s thighs, I could feel the heat emanating from his body, seeping through the fabric of his clothing, and sinking into my bare skin. His muscular thighs provided a firm, yet surprisingly comfortable support beneath me. His hands rested on my hips, their touch both possessive and reassuring, anchoring me to him.
The tension in the room was palpable. The air seemed thick with desire, and I could sense Kane’s own longing, his breaths deep and measured.
“Please,” I murmured, my voice low and husky with need.
His fingers roved over my scalded skin, exploring my naked flesh as though he owned it. With one hand, he spread open my bottom cheeks, and I keened, feeling his gaze on my dark hole for a second time that day. I couldn’t see him looking at me, but I could feel him, and as much as it filled me with shame, it inspired my desire that much further.
His thumb glided even lower, swirling through my wetness a little before he brought it back up to my asshole. I tensed, unable to relax as he circled on top of it. Even though he’d done this to me once only a short time ago, it felt like the first time all over again. Would it hurt as much as last time, especially since I was still a little sore? Would it arouse me again? Could I really come with his finger in my bottom?
Questions swirled in my mind, whirling like mad until I was lost within them. The only thing that broke me out of my reverie was a slight increase in pressure on top of my tight rim.
