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“And maybe I’ll stuff your ass full of a plug before we go to work in the mornings.”
Her tummy spiraled into a free fall.
Evan brought his hand down on her rear hard, searing her. Gasping, kicking her legs, she pushed off the floor.
“Keep still.” He clamped an arm around her waist, imprisoning her.
Gently he rubbed away the pain.
“That’s so you know you’re mine.”
Tears stung her eyes, not from his spank but from his words.
“Mine.”
“Yes.”
He turned her over, sat her on his knee, then kissed her deeply, in a forever-mine way.
She leaned into him, giving everything in return: her heart, her body, her soul.
Once their kiss ended, he traced a finger down the column of her throat. “And now for a real spanking.”
He turned her back over, spanked her sensually, then fucked her hard, using a condom that was in his wallet.
When she was crying, screaming, drenched with sweat from multiple climaxes, he changed his pace, making love to her on the couch, their gazes locked, hands entwined, promises of tomorrow sealed with a gentle, forever kiss.
* * *
“Ask for it.”
Kaylee looked up at her fiancé, her lover, her Dominant, and her mouth was too dry to force out the words.
On New Year’s Eve, just hours before his party—the first of many where she’d be his hostess—and she was tied to the spanking bench in his dungeon, face up, looking at him and the terrifying dragon’s tail in his hand.
He’d secured her tightly, legs wide apart, pussy open and vulnerable to his lash.
“I mean it, tempting sub. Ask for it.”
A few days ago when they’d first played with it, it had scared her witless. But once she’d experienced its delicious sting, she’d fallen in love with its intimate kisses. But still, the sight of it unnerved her.
“If you don’t, you won’t get it. Nor will I use it on you while I have you bent over my desk at work.”
That was the main reason she looked forward to going back to the office.
Taking the coward’s way out, she squeezed her eyes shut. “Please, Sir. Use the dragon’s tail on me.”
“My pleasure.” He dragged the tip’s edge down her chest, between her breasts, then lower, over her belly, stopping above her pubic bone. “And where would you like me to strike you?”
He was a master of the mindfuck. “Spank my clit and my nipples, Sir.” Even though the tips were sensitive, the feel of this was arousing rather than annoying or painful. It didn’t make a lot of sense to her, but the sensations were the stuff of her fantasies. Just like the man who created them.
The last few days had been wonderful as they’d mostly stayed home together, relaxing, enjoying each other as if they were on a honeymoon. She almost hated for the real world to intrude on their private sanctuary.
He pinched her nipples, making them hard before he began to tap the leather against them.
As she relaxed and sank into her surrender, he used the implement between her labia, bringing her clit to full awareness.
“Oh, Sir!”
