Addison moaned as his free hand yanked the neckline of her top and bra down and squeezed her breast roughly. She arched into his hands, pressing herself up into the heat of his body, silently begging for more. He alternated breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples while she writhed underneath him.
“My girl likes it like this,” he breathed in her ear, biting her shoulder through the fabric of her shirt. He reached down, yanked up her skirt and slid a thick finger into the folds of her warm, wet pussy.
“God, yes!” Addison cried out.
Daniel pulled his finger out of her and licked it before pulling right off of her and yanking her off the bed with him. Addison gave a yell of shock and protest at the sudden movement.
Dizzy from his intense touches, she would have collapsed if he hadn’t been holding her so tightly. He stripped her quickly and easily of all of her clothes. She was too far gone in her own world of lust to protest the loss of her clothes. She shivered slightly when her bare feet touched the concrete floor, but he was quick to move her onto the carpeted area at the foot of the bed. The rug was new. As was the noticeable warmer temperature he kept his apartment at.
Her protest came when he reached for her wrists and pulled them together and then up high over her head until she was almost up on her toes. He reached over her for something, his hard chest brushing against her back. He looped something around her wrists and then tightened it before dropping his hands. He let her struggle for a moment, testing the strength of her bonds.
“Daniel!” she gasped. “What are you doing?”
He had pushed her limits so far as dominating her in the bedroom, but he hadn’t tried tying her up before that first time with the belt of her bathrobe. Though she knew he would want to eventually, she didn’t think it would happen this quickly and somehow she thought maybe it would be a conversation between the two of them. She should have known better. Daniel rarely did anything that required actual conversation.
“Trust me,” he said.
“Absolutely not!” she responded immediately.
He chuckled, the sound was eerily unused. “Tough,” he said. “Because you’re going to fucking love it, whether you want to or not.”
“Daniel…” Addison breathed pleadingly, not sure what she was asking for.
He ignored her anyway, yanking his T-shirt over his head and letting it drop on the floor behind him. She heard the whisper as it fell and shivered at the sound. Daniel picked something up from beside the bed, hefting it in his hand. He ran his fingers down her side drawing another shiver and a tickle from her. Gooseflesh followed his fingertips.
“I don’t even have to blindfold you for my kinky shit,” he said softly, bending to lick her ear.
“A blind joke from you,” she gasped breathlessly, “I’m impressed.”
He lifted the thing in his other hand and ran it down the bare flesh of her upper arm, then the side of her breast and her ribcage. She held her breath as she felt the leather of a handle whisper across her flesh. He swung it forward and allowed the brush of supple leather tails across her stomach.
“Oh god Daniel, I don't think…”
He brought his other hand up and covered her mouth firmly, forcing her head to tilt back into his shoulder. He spoke into her ear. “You don't have to think, baby. Just stick out that ass for me.”
She let out a moan of need combined with distress when he released her to step back. She clutched the bed post tightly with her fingers and wondered if she was insane to let this man do this to her. Then she realized she wasn’t exactly letting him do anything, Daniel was playing by his own rules and taking her along for the ride, whether she wanted to go or not.
“Stick that ass out now Addison, or I’ll hit you ten times harder and ten times longer than you’re going to want,” he snapped, bringing her attention sharply back.
“I’m not sure I want to get hit at all!” she snapped back, but braced herself against the bed post as best she could and stuck her ass out.
She had about two seconds to wonder if it would feel like the other times he spanked her ass, before the leather tails hit her sending flares of heat vibrating through her flesh. She gasped and jumped. Nope, nothing like the other spankings! This was far more intense.
“Stick that ass out now, Addison!” Daniel snarled at her. “Not going to say it again!”
He looped his arm impatiently under her hips and yanked her backwards, forcing her hips into the cradle of his thighs. Her freshly marked butt met the place where jeans sat low on his hips and where his rock hard belly met his denim-clad erection. He paused for just a second, as though unable to tear himself away from the obsessive need to drive himself into her dripping heat so close to his dick.
He stepped back from her. She could hear the whisper as he lifted the flogger and then brought it down against her ass. She braced herself against the bedpost and thrust herself back, taking the brunt of it and accepting the licking pain.
He hit her several more times while she stood, taking each hit without pulling back. Gradually the heat began morphing into sizzling streaks of white hot pleasure. It blazed out from where the leather caressed her skin and made paths to all of her erogenous zones, licking at her pussy and nipples. Addison cried out in pain at each hit, but moaned in pleasure with each pause.
She barely registered a longer pause until Daniel’s hand caressed her heated ass. She jumped and cried out at his touch against her hot, sensitive skin. “Good girl,” he murmured. “You take it so beautifully.”
“Oh god, oh Daniel,” she moaned. He reached out and pulled her head back by the hair, kissing her neck in a devouring kiss.
“So fucking beautiful, Addison,” he murmured against her.
She realized when he spoke softly like that he barely knew he was saying anything at all. She held her breath. He still held her by the neck, murmuring almost indistinguishably. He reached down with his other hand, his fingers tracing a path down her back, across her fiery ass and down the seam until her reached her pussy.
