“Careful what you wish for, Princess. I don’t plan on stopping until I’ve undone every single part of you.”
I take the small remote control from the door-side compartment and press a button, my gaze not leaving hers as a privacy partition slides up, separating us from the driver.
As soon as the partition is fully up, I spank her ass. I pull her thong to one side, sliding my fingers down her core until I find that swollen, sensitive peak. She shivers against me as I flick it and start rubbing in circles.
Her hands flow to my shoulders, steadying herself, and her head lolls back. She continues to grind until I remove my finger and replace it with my cock.
A smirk tugs at my lips as I tease her entrance, then slam into her. Her lips curve, eyes widen and nails dig into my shoulders.
“You like that?”
She’s too far gone to answer, her neck arching as a jagged, broken sound rips from her throat. I grip her waist, pounding relentlessly into her until her body convulses above me and we both cum with a loud moan.
Fuck.
Her eyes droop lazily before her head falls against my chest. But this is just the beginning.
“I’m going to fuck you all night long,” I murmur in her ear, already feeling my cock thickening inside her again. She whimpers and tries to move, but I keep her in place.
“You don’t get to back out now,” my voice is rough as I trail kisses from her swollen breasts up the length of her neck.
After one more round, we get home. Bella curls against my chest as I carry her bridal style into the mansion.
When we get to my bedroom, I gently toss her on the bed.
“Strip. But leave your heels on,” I rumble.
I’ve already undone her twice, but the way she looks at me says she’s still starving for more. Good. I’m not done with her yet. She obeys before the command even finishes leaving my mouth. Licking her lips, her eyes settle on my bulge as she stands and slowly slides the gown down her legs. Her lace thong and bra follow. I push her back onto the mattress, reaching for the drawer to grab a few of my favorite items.
Her wrists look small in my hands as I tie them with the rope above her head, knotting it firmly. She shivers under me, her eyes glassy with anticipation.
“Spread your legs,” I command, growling with approval, when she once again obeys instantly. Her thighs tremble as I plant myself between them, dragging my thumb over her inner thigh.
“Look at you…” I rasp, my thumb sliding between her folds. She releases a low whimper that makes my pulse spike. “So fucking wet. You’re a work of art, Princess.”
Fuck. I want her to beg.
She pushes up slightly in an attempt for friction, but I hiss and quickly retract my fingers. “Patience, Princess.”
Smirking, I gently roll her over to her side, slamming my palms against her ass. She jerks, but I hold her in place, reaching for the whip with my other hand.
“You’ll count.” The words come out rough as my dick strains impossibly harder beneath my pants. “Every time I spank this ass, you count. Lose count and we start from one. Understood?”
She shifts slightly again, and this time there’s a jiggle in her ass. I cup one of her cheeks and lower my head to bite the flesh.
“Yes, I understand,” she whispers breathlessly.
“That’s ‘Yes, Daddy’ to you now. Say it.” I spank her once, the sound echoing satisfactorily in the bedroom.
“Yes, Daddy,” she cries.
I spank her again.
“One.” She moans.
Again.
“Two.” She fists the sheets tightly.
