“Yes, yes, Elijah. Spank me.”
I’ve barely touched her yet, and she’s already begging.
My lips twitch, knowing how desperate she is.
“Turn around,” I command in a low growl because I’m seconds away from going feral.
I move backward slightly so I can grab her hips to flip her over because she’s restrained. She helps me to position her on the bed, obeying me beautifully.
“On your knees.” My voice is clipped, and my cock throbs at the sight of her ass in the air as she wiggles it for me when she moves onto her knees.
I run my fingertips up her outer thighs, making all the tiny hairs rise on her body.
“Are you sure you haven’t done this before, Sapphire?” I might go into a thermonuclear meltdown if she has.
It’s something I’ve always wanted to do. Years ago, I even researched it, but Tia was never into it.
Thank fuck. I want to do this with Sapphire and no one else. It feels special, like she’s gifting me the best present of my life.
She shakes her head, looking back over her shoulder, her cheeks already flushed with excitement.
I let my hand brush up her inner thigh, feeling her reaction in every shiver, then glide my hand over her hips then rub her ass with the flat of my palm, moving it in a circle—once, twice—then lightly spank it, making her yelp and arch her back.
Smoothing my hand over the pinkened spot in reassurance, I rub it to ease the sting. “I need words,” I murmur, needing her to tell me she’s with me.
“What?” she pants.
“That’s a question, not an answer.” I spank her again, this time a bit harder, her whimper making my dick leak with precum.
I press my face between her thighs, dragging my nose up and down her pussy, inhaling her musky scent of arousal, then I lick her. I want to devour her completely.
“Eli,” she cries out.
Digging my fingers into the soft skin of her ass, I tell her, “It’s Elijah to you.”
“Elijah.” She moans my name like a prayer of reverence, widening her legs.
“Good girl,” I praise her, pressing my tongue against her tight entrance, driving her wild using side-to-side motions, before pushing it inside her wet center.
I grin and lick her front to back, spreading her ass cheeks to eat her out. Her juices flooding my tongue tell me she’s really into it.
And she’s fooling no one when she begs me to release her wrists, but not using her safe word tells me something different. She wants this.
Bucking her hips with desperation to fuck, she lets out a deep guttural groan of frustration.
Squeezing her ass cheek, I rub it, her pink, wet pussy tempting me to lick it again and suck her clit into my mouth to make it hypersensitive and swell up. “Do you like being tied up and vulnerable for me?”
“What do you think?” she snaps back with so much bite in her voice, I know she’s begging to be spanked some more.
“Brat.” I lift my hand off her ass and spank her flesh even harder this time, knowing it will ignite every sensation in her body. Pushing her to the brink of surrender.
She’ll come so hard all over my dick, and be screaming my name in no time.
“I’ll ask again. Do you like being tied up and vulnerable for me?” I question between my clenched teeth.
“No.” Her juices leak from her pussy, but I want her dripping all over the bedsheets for me because I’m a greedy cunt.
“Are you sure about that?” Another smack leaves her skin flushed just the way I like it.
