But with every moan, every breath, and noise Adria made, she chased him away. Burned the images until there was nothing left but her and him.
Bryson had told her he was going to fuck her ass, and he was a man of his word.
He briefly considered forcing her to have another orgasm before he fucked her, but decided it might be pushing her too far.
“Get on your knees.” Hearing his dominant voice in her presence was as exhilarating as it was unsettling.
Seeing her comply was nothing short of magic.
Bringing his hand down, he struck sharply onto her already pink bottom. She didn’t flinch.
She was too far gone from the prior orgasms, but Bryson wanted her with him. So he kept hitting her, until the painbrought her back into her body and he saw her tense, and then squirm under him.
Bryson had made her beg for every single orgasm he gave her.
Her pleas and cries would be music to his ears for the rest of his life.
His name on her lips was one of the best things that had ever happened to him. And Bryson didn’t know what he had done to be this lucky.
“You are going to beg me to fuck you now,” he said, his tone cold.
He punctuated the sentence with a sharp slap on her ass.
She shook her head.
He continued to spank her. “I can keep this up all night, and if my hand does get tired, I can grab one of the several paddles Xander gave us.”
She didn’t want to beg him for this.
But she was going to.
Bryson knew it.
And Adria knew it.
He continued until she was shaking under him. Purple spots started appearing on her tender flesh, and Bryson knew she wouldn’t be able to sit for a week without thinking about tonight.
“Fuck me, Bryson,” she said clearly.
Bryson leaned down and said, “I didn’t catch that.” Right before sinking his teeth into her tenderized ass cheek.
She squealed under him and tried to buck, but he held her.
“Fuck me, please,” she whined.
Bryson let her go and put some lube on himself and her, not that she needed it. She was soaked, and he had been prepping her hole for the last hour.
Pressing into her, Bryson felt the tight walls clench at his intrusion, and he went slowly at first.
When her moans and cries died down, he slapped her ass.
“Keep begging,” he growled as he picked up his pace.
She did.
The things that fell from her lips would have made sailors blush.
“Fill me.”
