Page 56 of Faith

She pushed that thought aside and turned.

“Take those delectable panties off, just leave them on the floor, then I want you on your knees on the bench. Hands on the mattress.”

Nicola had to fight the urge to rip her own panties off. Instead, she took her time, bending over as she slipped the delicate fabric down her legs. She took her time straightening and he chuckled.

“I’ll make you pay for that temptation.”

She got into position, he walked over to the bed and picked up the flogger. He moved it to and fro, showing her he knew how to handle himself. What was she thinking? Of course he knew how to handle himself. He’d been a Dom for several years now, and she knew he had a reputation.

He slid the tassels of the flogger down her back and she waited.

“Spread your legs apart and keep your head up. You know the rules. No coming until I let you. And as always, use your safe word if I go too far.”

It was the only warning she got before the flogger came down hard on her ass. He hit the exact same spot he had smacked earlier, and she knew it was no accident. Her flesh was already sensitive there, and the smack of the flogger heightened her arousal. He flogged her twice more in that spot before moving onto her right butt cheek. Again, and again, he brought the flogger down on her ass. She curled her fingers into the comforter as each slap increased her craving. The vibrations from the punishment left her pussy deliciously damp. Need crawled through her. Need to moan, need to come....need for him. More than once, she almost came from the flogging alone.

He stopped abruptly, then she felt his cool palm against her heated skin. The simple caress was almost tender, considering his actions just moments before.

“So gorgeous,” he muttered, hunger deepening his voice. She felt his lips against her skin and she closed her eyes. The moan that escaped came from some place within her she didn’t control.

He gave her cheek one last caress before he leaned over her. When he spoke, he whispered in her ear. “Always show me your pleasure, love. It lets me know what you like, what I can do to push those very tight buttons of yours.”

He took her earlobe between his teeth and tugged. Then, he stepped away. Nicola heard the clunk of the flogger on the dresser. When he returned to the bed, he helped her situate herself on the bench once more, before grabbing the vibrator.

“Now, love, come closer to the edge and spread those legs. I want to see my pussy.”

She wasn’t too happy with the wordmyand opened her mouth to respond, but he slapped her sex.

It didn’t hurt of course. Instead, her pussy lips contracted as she fought against the orgasm. Fuck.

“I didn’t ask for your opinion. Just do what I say.”

The authority in his voice was quiet, controlled, and that was more arousing than anything he could do to her physically. This wasn’t her Jensen, the man she knew so well. This was Sir, the man of her dreams, the one that could make her orgasm with just a few words.

She spread her legs and he hummed. Those hums of his were as delicious as the physical things he was doing to her body.

“Incredibly wet. Your lips are dripping, love,” he said as he slid his fingers over her. Then, he lifted his hand to his mouth. As he made eye contact, he tasted her on his fingers. Another hum.

“Just as I expected. Delicious.”

His British accent seemed to deepen as it rolled over the syllables of the last word. He placed a hand on each of her thighs and leaned over and licked her sex. He teased her slowly, surely. After slipping her legs over his shoulders, he bent his head and devoured her. It was the only word she could use to describe what he did to her. Repeatedly, he slipped his tongue inside, then up and over her clit. Nicola fell back against the bed as she fought the orgasm that seemed to have her dangling on the edge. And at the point where she thought she couldn’t fight it any longer and decided to deal with the consequences, he moved away from her.

“Nicola,” he said.

She opened her eyes. Once again, he waited until her gaze met his. Then, without warning, he smacked her pussy again and left his hand there so she couldn’t squeeze her legs together.

“I said don’t come.”

He slid his hand away to grab the vibrator. “You’re wet enough that we don’t need lube. At least I am assuming.”

She nodded. He slid the vibrator into her pussy and turned it on. He didn’t linger at the lower levels. Instead, he turned it up on high. As he pushed it to the hilt, he leaned down and kissed her. Just the softest of kisses at first, then he slid his tongue into her mouth. There she tasted herself, adding another layer to his seduction. He pulled back.

“Do you want to come?” he asked.

She opened her eyes. “Yes, sir.”

“I’m just not sure.”

He turned the vibrator up a notch as he thought about it. She ground her teeth together as she fought against her need for release.

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