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“Don’t. You want this.” He plunged into me again. “You’ve missed me just as much as I’ve missed you. Admit it.”
For the life of me, I couldn’t answer with words. Instead, I moved my hips, trying to make him go faster. The slap to my ass was a warning to be still. I knew my Master, just like I knew my sudden lack of movement was going to get me what I wanted. Eight torturous thrusts built me up when all of a sudden, he slammed into me. The pace turned frantic, desperate, just like we were for each other.
“Say you missed me. I have to hear you say it.” His fingers pressed over my clit, rubbing back and forth as I fought to breathe through his pounding.
“I…can’t. We shouldn’t—”
Whack! “Say that again and I’m going to tear your ass up, Lilian.”
A scream broke past my throat, but not at the spanking. The return of his hand over the top of my slit moved faster, beginning a combination I knew all too well. Slap! Rub for a few seconds. Slap! Rub again.
“Oh…God!” I pushed to my toes as my orgasm built to the point of not being sure I’d contain it.
“Almost, baby.” Harder he pushed me into the thick glass, until the top of my chest was flattened to the surface. Slap!
Tightening pulled at my insides and I shifted to try to bring him to the spot that would push me over the edge. I had waited too long. I didn’t want to wait anymore.
Slap! “I said no. Stop moving.”
The sting had me sucking in and I let out a cry as he slowed and grinded into me. “Mine,” he said, lowering against my back and continuing his torture over my clit. Combined with the slow thrusts, my whole body trembled.
“Please…”
“Do you think I’d allow just anyone to call me Master, slave?”
“No,” I rushed out.
His fingers pushed back to where we were joined, collecting my wetness, only to move back up and use it to slide easier over my clit.
“Then ask and address me correctly. Remember what we’ve been through and how far we’ve come.”
Flashes of memory blinded me, visions of just before and after we’d made love barreling through. To kneel before him came natural. To call him Master, was a gift. He’d taught me that. I had been separated from other women. Put on his pedestal and cherished. Hadn’t he said worshipped? Yes, he had worshipped me just as much as I had him. We were yin and yang. We were one…and we couldn’t be.
“I won’t disrespect you by lying.”
A growl was followed by another slap. I bit my lip as the slow movements turned rough. “You’re lying now, slave. Aren’t you?”
His hand pulled back on my hair as the other slapped my ass. I inhaled deeply as he increased the thrust until all I could do was make continuous sounds.
“You know how I feel about liars, Lilian. If you don’t want to respect the title I so easily grant you, I’ll just remind you of how we got there.”
Pressure from his palm fitted over my nose and mouth while he slapped my ass harder than all the other spankings combined. Tears filled my eyes and spilled over almost instantly. Although my mind reeled from the shock, it was as though my soul sighed in relief. There was my pain — my missing link that only Master could satiate.
“Do you feel how you’ve relaxed? You’re lowering. You’re getting very heavy.” Whack! Whack! “Submission is calling, baby girl. It’s time to answer. Now, let go and submit.”
Air filled my lungs and the new movement over the top of my slit left heat rolling from my body. Especially, my ass. Combined with the pleasure, I was lost.
“Oh…”
“Say it,” he snapped.
My head shook as my orgasm beckoned.
“Now, God dammit. Say it, slave.”
The sobs still came, but I couldn’t think of anything past my love for the man behind me. When we were faced with each other, how could I so easily slip back into the state of mind that he was good? Was he? What was right and wrong, anymore? I couldn’t think. Didn’t want to. All I knew was what my inner-most self told me, and that was that Zain was the one for me. That I was being stupid for denying what I so clearly knew.
“No!” I screamed, as the spasms shook my body.
