I never knew she didn’t tell them, but I do now. Heather's eyes widen, her gaze filled with fear that I’ll tell Knox and Carter about her little kink. I’m not sure why she doesn’t want them to know, but I’ll keep her secret.
“Killer, you can decide. Hand or belt?”
Her eyes glimmer against the pale moonlight. There’s no fear now, only need, as she breathes her one-word answer.
“Belt.”
I glance at Knox, and he nods. Normally I would not seek permission from my brothers, but I don’t want them thinkingI’m being cruel to her. They both need to understand that she consented to this.
“I’m going to hit you three times and you will count each strike. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“If you use your safe word, I will stop immediately.”
Her gaze sharpens as her next words cause a thrill to run down my spine.
“I won’t.” She says confidently.
I don’t ever want to cause her to use her safe word. Knowing she can handle my rough nature is a big turn-on for me. Her getting off on it does things to me I cannot even explain.
Moving behind her, I press my palm to her ass and rub my hand over it, the silky texture warming over my fingers.
I pull the belt back and swing it forward as she cries out, “One.”
Her voice mixing with the snap of my leather echoes in the quiet night.
Hitting her again, she hisses through clenched teeth, “Two. Harder.”
“Fuckkk. You perfect. Fucking. Slut.”
I swing the belt again on her left ass cheek, harder than before, enjoying her broken scream.
“Thr-ee!”
Dropping my belt to the ground, I stare at her ass, admiring the red streaks I left. I’ll put cream on it when we go inside to lessen the pain and prevent infection.
“Turn around, Killer.”
Immediately I pull her dress down, revealing her tits, and take her in. Tits hanging over the red material, pebbled nipples, her soaked slit on full display. She’s fucking magnificent like this.
“Gorgeous.”
I pull my pants and boxers down to my feet before squatting down and give her instructions so she doesn’t get hurt.
“One leg over each of my arms. You can hold onto my head for stability while I lift you.”
I lean down and she places her hands on the back of my neck, then places her right leg on my arm before doing the same with her left. Lifting her slowly and steadily until I’m standing straight, I lower her onto my length until she’s seated fully. She does what she always does, which drives me insane.
A sweet gasp.
My name falling from her lips.
“Killian.”
Nails digging into my scalp.
Utter Perfection.
