Page 130 of The Donovan Dynasty


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He landed it on an upstroke, forcing her forward, making her grab hold of her restraints for extra support.

“Damn!”

“One more,” he promised.

It landed on top of the last, sizzling with ferocity.

He then gently stroked between her legs, made her wet.That he’d done it differently than she’d expected made the touch even more stunning and welcome.

“How are you doing?”he asked.“Do you want to stop?Continue?Need a break?”

“More,” she whispered.

He moved his hand away before she could orgasm.Despite the pain—because of the pain—her body felt lighter.

This time, he started on her mid-thighs.She gasped, and she pulled on the restraints.

“Would you like to count them out?”

“No, Sir.”She wanted to get lost, instead.

He put another stripe a little higher, and the next two he crisscrossed.

Then suddenly the only thing she was aware of was the color red, light and bright, seducing.She released her grip on the restraints and surrendered to him.

Her body moved in automatic response, and she no longer felt anything other than peace.

At some point, she became aware that he’d stopped the beating and that he was tracing her spine with his fingertips, back and forth.

She took a deep breath.The color red began to recede, becoming black, then gray.Finally, she opened her eyes to see him standing next to her.“I liked that,” she admitted.

“Everything you desired?”

“More so.”

He played with her pussy and instant desire arced through her.It was as if it had been there coiled, waiting.

It only took two strokes for her to be on the edge, waiting and wanting.“I need you,” she told him.

He left her for a moment, and she moved her head to try to see what he was doing.The restraints limited her range of motion, and she had to settle for listening.

Something hit the floor.Maybe his shoes?Then a slight rustle, maybe his clothing.Her inability to see him was driving her crazy, heightening her anticipation.

There was another sound, then the scrape of wood.Perhaps a dresser drawer?

Eventually she heard the unmistakable sound of his footfall.

“I’m going to fuck your pussy then your ass.”

Her stomach plummeted.

“Use your safe words if you can’t handle it.Will you try?”

She nodded, the platform warm beneath her face.

He took his time, playing with her clit, using long, mesmerizing strokes.

Heat rose again, licking at her.