Page 39 of Dangerous Games of Trust

“I like it when you take care of my body,” I purr, the heat in his eyes disarming every part of me. I’m already a needy mess, and I have no more sass left in me. I could cum right now if he uttered the word, just from his deep commanding voice.

“There is a side to me I haven’t shown you yet, Red, I want to push your boundaries,” he warns me.

“Okay.” My long lashes flutter as I stare up at him giving him the go ahead. “I want that too, very much.”

His lips twitch, but I can see he is trying to keep it together, trying to explain exactly how fucked up he is. “I know my plans might not always be what you’d choose, but I promise they’ll be what you truly need.”

I swallow the lump in my throat. What the hell is he going to do to me?

“Do you trust me to take care of your needs?” he asks.

Do I trust him? I want to. I know he won’t do anything to really hurt me. “Yes,” I whisper.

“Good girl. Right now, I think you need something to satisfy that pretty little mouth of yours. On your knees.” His tone changes, and my heart flutters at the dominance. Fuck yes, I want to suck his cock. “Do you remember the name I gave you when we first met?”

“Ian?” I answer him, not sure why it’s relevant at a time like this.

“It’s your safe word, if you want me to pause or stop if this gets too much for you.” He releases my hands, and I stand on wobbly legs, bending carefully to my knees in front of him.

He unbuckles his belt and slips it from his pants, holding it in one hand above me. “How about we play a game. You do everything I say just the way I say it, like a good little girl, and I’ll let you cum. But if you don’t, I’ll use this on your ass.”

I suck in a sharp breath, my eyes locking with his. Why does the idea of him spanking me turn me on? With a silly smile on my face, I nod, agreeing to his terms.

He runs the belt over my back seductively. “I want to hear you say it, Red.”

I clench my thighs together, my pussy pulsing with desire. “I’ll do everything you say, or you get to spank my ass with your belt.” I repeat his words, another thrill of excitement running through me, coating my panties.

A satisfied grin paints his full lips; he’s getting a real kick out of this game. “Better.” He shuffles to the edge of the seat so I have better access to him. “Undo my pants and wrap your pretty lips around my cock.”

My hands can’t work fast enough, grabbing for his fly. Unzipping it, I let his massive cock spring free. I run my hands over his hardness, stroking him. The skin is silky smooth, but he’s so damn hard, the tip beading with precum already. I flick out my tongue and tilt my head so I can take him in my mouth, moaning as I slip my lips over his thick length.

Through hooded eyes, I peep up at him as he hisses out a breath. I love the way I can bring this powerful man undone in seconds, just as well as he does me. I let my tongue explore him, licking all the way down to his balls and back up to the tip.

He groans again, his eyes meeting mine. The belt runs over my ass in a warning. “Stop toying with me, Red. I want you to take all of me in that luscious mouth of yours.”

I nod, attempting to take his entire cock in my mouth, but as soon as it hits the back of my throat, it triggers my gag reflex and I have to back off before I choke.

I see the warning in his dark gaze. “Try again, this time with your hands behind your back; you move them and I will spank you.”

I lace my fingers together behind my back then pop up on my knees higher, trying to get a better angle, taking all of him again, desperate to please him. Not because I’m scared of him spanking me if I can’t but because I need his praise. Again, I take him as far as I can then gag, my hands flying to his thighs to get some of the control back as I suck in a deep breath.

“Hands behind your back,” he warns me, and I know I have fucked up already. But feeling out of control is triggering me in a way I didn’t expect.

I do as I’m told, lacing them together behind my back, staring up at him.

He looks down at me, disappointed. His hands coming to my hair, he pulls it off my face, twisting it around his fist before tilting my head back a little further. “Last chance,” he warns before thrusting into my mouth again.

This time I empty out my cheeks and take all of him. My eyes water from the tight grip he has on my hair, but when I see the satisfaction in his eyes, I don’t care. He releases the makeshift ponytail he was holding and picks up the belt again. Slipping it behind my neck and holding the two sides in each of his hands, so he can instead use it to control the pace I’m sucking him off with, he pulls me back down onto him, and I take his cock as far as I can, saliva dribbling out of the side of my mouth.

“Good girl,” he praises me. I let my eyes close so I can focus on the movement alone, taking every deep thrust he has for me. And every time he praises me, I melt a little more inside. Even though this is rough, it’s unbelievably hot, and my pussy throbs with need.

“Look at me, Red.” He loosens his grip on the belt a little so I can pull back. “I’m going to cum and you’re going to drink every last bit down, do you understand?” Then he slams back into me again.

I nod as best I can with him thrusting inside of me. Saliva dribbles down my chin and tears wet my cheeks at the force he’s using. The tightness of the belt around the back of my head. But I hear his request.

He plunges forward with more intensity, and before I know it, thick spurts of semen are filling my mouth. I try to swallow it all down, but with the angle he has me at, it’s impossible and some escapes, dripping down my chin. When he’s finished, he releases the belt and sits back in his chair, a satisfied grin on his gorgeous face.

I fall back to my heels, trying to catch my breath. That was a lot.

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