I blink my eyes open, forcing them to adjust to the brightness.
And then he’s there. Right in front of me. Naked and glorious and hard as fucking steel.
“How long?” he growls.
“I only worked it out recently,” I truthfully admit. “Long after our last session.” His gaze slowly trails over my body from my head to my toes, and it’s like being caressed with a flogger as his gaze soaks up every inch of my skin. My nipples pebble as he lingers on my breasts. His nostrils flare, and a little precum seeps from the tip of his impressive cock.
I conduct my own inspection as he drinks his fill, greedily raking my gaze over every dip and curve of his toned abs, the ink covering his bulky biceps and muscular arms, his powerful thighs, and the giant straining cock pointing toward me, the crown glistening with the evidence of his arousal.
Desire charges through me, and as our gazes connect, we move as one, crashing into one another with explosive passion. Drew devours my lips like a desperate man sucking the last of the oxygen from a tank. I whimper into his mouth as he slams me against the wall, pressing his hard length into my stomach and rotating his hips. I dig my nails into his shoulders, shoving him back against the spanking bench as I nip and bite at his lips and claw at his magnificent body.
Drew growls as he moves his lips from my mouth to my neck, sucking my skin and marking me. My pussy pulses with need, but he slaps my hand away when I reach for his cock. “Now, now, Vixen, you know who’s in charge.”
“Bite me, Beast,” I snap, furious to be denied when my need is extreme.
“Gladly.” He dives in, and I shriek when his teeth sink into my shoulder. Then I’m lifted, and my legs go around his waist as he walks toward the table on the other side of the room and smashes me against the wall beside it.
He’s like a wild animal as he thrusts his erection against me and paws at my breasts, tweaking and tugging my nipples until they’re stinging. I scream when he bites down hard on my left breast before sucking my flesh into his mouth. Blood seeps under my fingernails from the imprints I’ve just left in his shoulders.
Thrusting my hips up, I moan as his shaft presses against my core but doesn’t slip inside. “Want something, baby?” he asks, grazing his teeth against my nipples and squeezing my ass cheeks hard.
“Your cock. Please, Drew. I need you.”
I scream again when he uses his body to keep me secure against the wall so he can shove three fingers inside me. His lips meld to mine as he roughly finger fucks me. I protest when he removes his fingers, but the wicked glint in his eye tells me he’s up to something.
Liquid lust gushes from my pussy as he roughly throws me down on the mat on my back.
“Spread your legs, bend your knees, and raise them to your chest. Show me my cunt,” he demands, shoving his fingers in his mouth and licking my pussy juices.
“Drew.”
“Quiet!” he snaps, narrowing his eyes on me. “You don’t speak unless I give you permission or you need to use a safe word, and it’s Beast.”
I get into position and remain quiet.
Drew drops to his knees, holding nipple clamps and a leather flogger. He sets them down on the mat and lowers to his stomach, putting his face all up in my pussy. He parts my folds with his fingers, and he’s utterly still as he studies me.
It’s the hottest goddamn thing I’ve ever experienced, and I gush because I have never been so fucking turned on.
“You’re such a dirty whore, Vixen,” he says in a gruff tone, swiping one finger through the juices gathered at my entrance.
I cry out as his tongue darts out, licking up and down my slit.
He slaps my pussy hard, and I bite on the inside of my cheek to trap another cry. “Are you my bad girl or my good girl tonight?” he asks.
“Bad girl,” I rasp in a breathy tone. “Always bad.”
A wry chuckle leaves his lips as he lifts to his knees. “Such a beautiful bad girl,” he says, leaning over me to put the clamps on. “Do you want me to hurt you, slut?”
“Yes, Beast.”
He tugs hard on the clamps, and ripples of pain skate across my sensitive flesh.
He moves back between my legs and slowly inserts the handle of the flogger into my pussy, wearing an arrogant grin. “You’ve been a very bad girl, Vixen, and you deserve to be punished for concealing the truth.” He fucks me with the flogger, increasing in speed as I writhe beneath him, so turned on I’m dripping all over the mat with juices running down my thighs.
“Fuck, you’re so wet.” He rips the flogger out and slaps his hand over my cunt several times.
Without warning, he flips me over onto all fours and pushes my head to the mat. “Safe word.”
