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“I knew you’d break,” she murmured, sounding almost satisfied.
I returned her smile, so soft and serene. She was holding me, loving me, taking care of me even when I’d acted out. This was the love I felt for her when we were younger, that clear note of connection that ran between us and kept us together, even when things were tough. I’d given Cat a piece of me, and she was opening in return, trusting me to follow her commands and accept my punishment when it came.
She rose and pushed her hand against my chest, over the same spot she’d stuck her heel into, guiding me onto my back. The confusion must have shown on my face because that brief soft smile changed into something naughtier as she stroked her thumb over my pec.
“You disobeyed me, didn’t you?”
“Yes.” I sighed. It was so good being under her command. Every second dripped with tension as she moved closer.
“I told you not to come. I told you you needed permission. Did I give you permission?”
I was so wrapped up in the gentle way her thumb was caressing my chest that I didn’t care about saying it this time. “No.”
It seemed to satisfy her. She encouraged me further up the bed. “So, I have no choice but to punish you, isn’t that right?”
“Yes.” I trembled with anticipation.
I felt like every time I answered her, I gave up more of my control. Max was fading away, and in his place was someone I’d never met before. I’d been so obsessed with how Cat had changed since we left each other all those years ago that I hadn’t stopped to think about how I might be changing now. All I wanted was her, and she was giving me a direct way to her heart.
She gripped my legs, murmuring how good I was as I moved to her whim. She pushed my knees to my chest.
“Don’t move.”
I’d only seen her smile like this when she had me in her grasp, when I was about to suffer, when she was going to make me pay. It was terrifying, but I was hungry to see where this would go.
She took my hands, and I tried to keep the hesitation off my face as I let her wrap my fingers around my knees before standing back to admire me. The air was cool against my drying cock, but my excitement over what was about to happen stirred me again, especially when she lifted her knee onto the bed, inches away from my spread thighs, sweeping up the magical bottle of lube and popping the top. I got another flash of that damn thong, hiding her pussy from me. I wanted to know how wet she was, what this was doing to her.
Her eyes glittered with heat. She looked so happy it would be a crime to disobey her, especially when she filled her palm with a liberal helping of lube.
I was laid out in the open. She could see how I needed her. Apart from her callous smile, those hard nipples, and her eyes lit with desire, I didn’t know how she felt. I’d love to hear her come undone, crying out like I had, but it was so soothing to give in and let her take control.
She drew closer, dropping the bottle again, her free hand denting the covers next to my shoulder, supporting herself, rising over me. Trailing her lotioned hand up my thigh, she reached the sensitive skin at the V of my hips. This is what I wanted. To be at her mercy, surrendering to whatever she had in store for me. Whether she strangled me, hit me, rode me, or all of the above. I’d imagined hand cuffs and ties, a ball gag, whips, and chains, but nothing like this. It didn’t matter. As long as I was with her, I was happy.
“Stay with me, okay?” she asked, her tone softer, reigning over me, holding my gaze.
“Yes,” I answered as Cat lazily circled my cock with her wet fingers, playing with me again.
I was so tender and weak, but she loved it, purring when she tugged my balls. I gave a helpless cry, my cock already weeping. She indulged herself, flitting between my cock and balls until I could barely hold on. Everything was so tender and intense at the same time.
She hadn’t given me permission to speak. All I could do was stifle my moans and writhe helplessly beneath her until she asked, “Do you like that?”
I choked out my reply. “Yes.”
“Is that good, Max? Do you want more?”
She already knew my answer. It was clear from the way my back arched and how I tried so hard to lift my hips and meet her hand.
“Max?” Her tone was more demanding.
I had to say something. The longer my mouth stayed closed, the harder it was to speak.
I managed to get the words out in a rushed breath. “Yes.”
“Good,” she murmured again, giving my cock one last stroke before feeding her fingers down, over my balls, lower, even lower, to the soft exposed skin of my ass.
I inhaled sharply, nearly dropping my legs as pleasure assaulted me. She circled with two fingertips, covering every inch she could reach, pressing and stroking, sending bolts of lightning shooting through my body. My hips jerked and writhed, trying to get away, trying to get deeper. I don’t know. All I wanted was her. I’d do anything to keep her looking at me with such fascination. She couldn’t take her eyes off my body, fixated on the way I was collapsing under the simplest of touches. All because it was her, only because of her.
”Do you think you’re ready for me, baby?” she asked.
