“Oh, God.”She closed her eyes.
“Do you want it?”
She reached for his shoulders.
“Tell me,” he said, voice harsher.
“Yes… Please, Sir.Please.”
He drove her wild, fucking her with the handle, plunging it in and out, making her squirm, drawing it back out so he could play with her clit, talking to her, encouraging her.
She leaned into him, rising onto her toes in silent plea.
“Such heat.I can smell your arousal, little Lara.”
“Con-nor!”His name emerged as two distinct syllables.The things he was doing to her became her entire world.
“Come for me, Lara.Do itnow.”
She was lost.
The orgasm crashed over her, and her legs lost the ability to hold her up.As always, he was there, offering support, wrapping her up.
When her brain function returned to normal, Lara realized she was clinging to him, holding on to fistfuls of his shirt.
He had her head cradled and a palm pressed against the small of her back.
“I’m not sure what happens to me,” she admitted.
“Connection,” he said.Then he smiled as he stroked her arm.“And I think that ends the conversation as to whether I have the right woman or not.”
She tried to pull away, but he only tightened his grip.
“Be easy.”
She exhaled.
“Relax.”His words were gentle with reassurance and patience.“Stop thinking.”
Slowly, she nodded.
He continued to offer his strength until she totally relaxed in his arms.She curled into his chest and uncurled her fists.
“Yeah.That’s it.”
She’d never had a man so in tune with her.The feeling amazed her.
“When you’re ready, go over to the bench,” he instructed.
Lara stayed where she was for a little longer then followed his directions.He’d placed it near a wall, probably to give himself ample room to swing the whip.The taller section faced her.
Cuffs dangled from either side of the metal frame, one set close to the floor, the other at the far side of the bench.
He came up behind her and laid the whip on the lower platform, where she could see it.Her pussy juices were still on the handle.
“When we were at your house and I was preparing to spank your pussy, I told you that you were being tied by my will.”
She turned her head to look at him.
