Sebastian pulls the pillow from my face to give me a dirty kiss, his tongue swirling with mine, his lips wet and wicked. “Ready?”
“No.”
With a smirk, he moves me onto all fours since bending in half right now isn’t the easiest or most comfortable. The mirror is across from us, and I watch as he rubs my ass cheeks before his hand flies. I hear the crack seconds before I feel the delicious sting of his strike.
I moan, pressing back into him, wanting more.
“Naughty girl. How can I punish you when you love my punishments so much?”
I shake my head. “I don’t care. Just keep doing it.”
“Count.”
His hand flies, smacking one cheek and then the other, making me squirm and even wetter than I already was. I count as he goes and when I trip up, he bites me to bring me back in line. My skin hums, and euphoria dances within me, making my vision hazy and my muscles tingle.
When he reaches ten, he stops and splits my ass cheeks so he can stare down at my most forbidden place. Now I really squirm, anxious, even though this man knows every inch of me. My ass burns with heat and my pussy is so wet and ready I can hardly stand it.
“What is your safe word?”
“King.”
“Good. Keep it close.” He glances down again and then back up at me. “You’re sure?”
I nod, meeting his gaze in the reflection of the mirror. “I want to watch you fuck my ass.”
His head flies back, eyes closed as a groan sears past his lips. He opens my ass once more, stares down, then lets more spit trickle from his lips straight over my tight ring of muscles where he starts massaging it in.
“You’re going to have to remember to breathe and relax. I’ll go slow.” He chuckles. “I’ve never done this either.”
My eyes flare. “No?”
He points to his chest. “King. And Nora certainly never would have entertained this.”
I moan at that. At having this first with him. At the way it binds me to him even more.
“Give me that big cock. Show me how good it can feel in all the wrong places.”
“My goddess of a wife is such a little cum whore.”
Hell yeah, I am. He dribbles more spit, rubbing it around my ass, lubing it up, getting it nice and wet. Then he does thesame with his cock, making sure it’s as wet as it can be. Slowly, with his eyes on my ass, he positions himself and even slower starts to slide inside.
I hiss out a wounded breath, the sting fierce, but he pulls back and does it again, adding more spit with each pass. His fingers dip into my pussy, and he gathers up my arousal so he can use that too.
“Rub your clit, baby, but keep your eyes on me as you do. I want to watch your face as I sink my cock in your ass.”
Shifting my weight to my forearm, I use my other hand to rub my clit that’s still firm and sensitive. All the while he presses in, going deeper with every pass.
“Are you going to come in me?” I ask him.
His eyes blaze. “Do you want me to?”
I hadn’t thought about it until now. “I’ll leave that up to you, sir. Either in my ass or on it though, please.”
“Fuck! Dirty fucking woman, your ass is so tight and if you keep talking like that you’ll make me come now.”
“Still quick on the trigger?”
He releases a shaky laugh, but it quickly morphs into a groan as he thrusts in deeper.
