I’m keeping a ton from her, but it’s for the best.
“You didn’t answer my question. Are you ready for my cock or do you need more time?”
She nods. “I’m ready. I didn’t think that I could get turned on again so soon, but here we are.”
She starts to move.
“No. Stay on your side.” I lift her top leg, bending her knee. Then I straddle the leg still on the bed, holding up the other leg to give me plenty of access to her glistening pink pussy. “Let’s see if we can find another one of your G-spots.” I hug her leg to my chest, crouching down to get my cock in line with her entrance.
“Okay.” It comes out all breathy.
“Put your arms up above your head. Don’t come until I give you permission.”
“That’s not fair.”
“I mean it,” I tell her. “You have to hold on.”
“How?”
“I don’t care. Find a way.”
Instead of doing what I ask of her, she grabs my junk and gives my balls a soft squeeze. I groan and give an involuntary jerk of the hips; my tip rubs against her slit, and we both groan.
“You can’t touch me, Wren,” I warn.
“Why not? I like touching you.”
“I’ll come and leave you hanging. You don’t want that, do you?”
She shakes her head, putting her arms up above her head.
I thrust into her, and my dragon roars with approval. I forget all about him as I lose myself inside her. Fuck! I’ve told her not to come without permission. Told her she needs to hold on. I need to do the same, and it won’t be easy.
27
Wren
I get up from the breakfast table and have to hold back a wince.
I hurt, but in a good way. In the best way.
I look over at Grim, who is packing the last of the things away. I have to hold back a goofy grin when I think about what happened in the early hours of this morning.
I almost can’t believe it. That I let myself go like that. That I was so…uninhibited. I was so…not myself, and I really enjoyed it.
“You ready?” Grim asks, picking up a huge duffel bag from the floor.
We decided to pack a few changes of clothing, some basic toiletries, and some food, just in case. We might need to hole up somewhere until things die down. It’s better to be prepared.
I nod. “Yep, let’s go.”
Grim says he knows a place we can lie low for a day or two. Then we’re going back to the clinic to find that cellphone.
We start walking, and once again, I feel it. Or rather, I feel Grim and the marks he left on my body. I have a few light bruises on my hips and thighs. My ass is sore. At least, one cheek is. I had the audacity to come before Grim gave me permission, and he spanked me again, which only made me come harder.
I clearly have something wrong with me because I loved it. I loved all of it.
Loved how Grim took his time to find my buttons and then how he didn’t just press them, he punished them. He worked me over good and proper. I didn’t think I could come so many times and so easily.
