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I wasn’t a stranger to edging but it had been so long I felt almost crazed as he walked with me back to his room. The need to feel him inside me was like a drumbeat at the back of my skull. It had been too long since Cade had tortured me like this and my patience was wearing thin.
I should have known he was going to drag things out more than usual when he let me come before eating our salads. The whole night was charged with a level of intensity that I couldn’t put a name to. Like, there was something more at stake than an orgasm.
He wasn’t just denying me and enjoying the fruits of my obedience; it was like he was reconnecting us in the most intense way possible. If I hadn’t needed to come so badly, I might have worried what it meant for us but I couldn’t focus on that.
He, of course, seemed calm. If it wasn’t for the erection pressing at the front of his pants I wouldn’t have known he was as turned on as I was. Cade even kept us at a leisurely pace andit took every ounce of willpower I had not to try to sprint and try to drag him with me.
When we finally got inside his room, I’d barely had time to remove my coat before he backed me against the wall in a breathtakingly abrupt movement.
“You’ve been so good and so naughty, kitten. You acted so perfectly at the campfire and restaurant but then humped me like a little puppy the second no one was looking. I’m not sure if I should punish you or reward you.”
His smile was so evil it sent a shiver down my spine. I knew he wasn’t mad but the threat of it spiced everything we were doing. I wanted both things and he knew it.
“I’m sorry, Master. You’re just so tempting I couldn’t help it,” I practically purred.
Cade gripped the back of my hair and forced me to look up at him. Sometimes I forgot what a large man he was until we were pressed together like this. Tall and well-built from years of playing college sports, his biceps were worthy of worship. His other hand slid under my skirt and took my pussy in a tight grip.
“Are you trying to blame me for you rubbing your greedy needy pussy on my leg, slave?”
My core pulsed at the raw dominant tone in his voice. I groaned and tried not to grind myself down into his grip.
“No, Sir.”
“I think you are.” His hands gripped the bottom of my dress and abruptly pulled it up over my head. My bra quickly followed, then he tossed me so that I spun and landed face down on the bed, my legs dangling off the edge. “I think you are begging to be punished.”
“I’m sorry, Master.”
“That’s better but I’m not sure I believe you. I think my slut thinks she can get what she wants without consequences.” Heran his hand roughly across my ass. “I really like these stockings and garter, they frame your ass perfectly.”
Cade had told me when we first met, it was my heart-shaped ass that had captured his attention. My ass was only slightly sore from earlier and I wanted to feel that burn again so I arched up into his touch.
“See, my little slut can’t even hold still when she knows she’s about to get punished. I think before I start I should add some decoration to make my view of this gorgeous ass even better.”
He moved me so that my toes barely touched the ground and I was splayed facedown on the bed. The way he manhandled me was so erotic I couldn’t help but moan. I heard the bedside drawer open and knew what he had planned.
I’d cleaned the room and saw which of his toys he had put in there. I watched as he pulled out the string of seven glass anal beads that grew in size. I had a love-hate relationship with the toy. The way they moved around inside me was amazing but my ability to control my orgasm almost always vanished.
I heard him stalk off to the bathroom. On his return, he placed a towel on the floor between my feet and one on the bed below my hips. The snick of a cap was the only warning I got before the cool liquid spilled onto my hole and he started feeding the beads into me. I groaned as the third one slipped inside me.
“Aren’t you going to thank your Master? I’m making your greedy ass all pretty and full before I punish it.”
“Thank you, Master.”
I breathed deep as he continued without more than a moment’s pause. He’d special-ordered these in my favorite color and larger than the usual set. The fifth bead was the same width of his cock but completely unyielding and I whimpered as he pushed it in. The sixth burned and he added more lube as I tried to stay still.
The final one was shaped like a plug and as he worked it into me, he played with my clit until I relaxed and let it slide in. They moved in me with every twitch of my muscles and I keened my frustration.
“Master, please, I’m going to come!”
“Not yet, dirty girl.”
He stopped playing with my clit and I heard the slight hiss of his belt as he removed it from his pants. Was he going to? Oh god, I hoped he was. The belt was my favorite punishment implement and he knew it.
The leather whistled through the air before it struck. A lick of heat across the center of my cheeks blossomed into a gentle throb. I let out a soft mewl as the pain and the pleasure of the beads moving inside me combined. I loved this.
Another stripe landed below the first, then another. My nerves fired and pulsed, my clit throbbed so hard it was like a heartbeat. My mewl grew into a loud moan of pleasure. His next six strokes landed on the lowest part of my ass and the heat spiraling in my insides was driving me crazy with need.
My orgasm was racing forward and I was fighting it with everything I had. It’s the only excuse I had for crying out, “Just fuck me already!”
