Page 118 of Snapshot

He smiles. “No speech. It’s honestly how I feel.” His hand is back on my breasts, cradling the right, then left side firmly. “Relax. Let me make this bad day better. Okay?”

I roll my eyes. “You’re annoyingly kind to me. You shouldn’t be trying to fix the bad dayI caused.If anything, you should be punishing me.”

I meant something along the lines of having to figure out a way to give back the salary I didn’t earn. But, based on the devilish expression that consumes Dex’s face, I know he took that a different way.

“You want a little punishment?” He lifts his brows. “Oh, Mrs. Hessler, I can most definitely do that.”

“I didn’t mean…” I trail off, losing my words because I’m transfixed on his sexy smile—dangerously arousing. And now, I’m curious. “What’d you have in mind?”

“Spin around,” he commands as he rises and undoes his necktie. He pulls down my zipper all the way and helps me step out of my dress. “Good girl,” he says, smoothing out the tie in his hands. “Now, hands together.” He makes quick work of binding my wrists securely. I’m barely able to wiggle my hands. “Too tight?” he asks.

I shake my head. “No, I’m okay.”

“Good,” he says, fisting his hard-on through his pants. “Now go bend over my desk.”

33

Lennox

Smack.I clench my toes when Dex’s palm collides with my ass.

I’m going to come just like this—wrists bound, bare breasts smashed against the desk, my panties pulled down around my ankles.

He’s torturing me with pleasure. Dex drops to his knees, spreading my ass cheeks so he has room to slide his tongue from my clit to my entrance. My knees buckle when he dips his tongue inside of me. There’s something so viscerally delicious about getting eaten out from behind. I can’t see what he’s doing. Completely at his mercy, all I can do is feel. He flicks the tip of his wet tongue all over me, and right when I’m at the brink, the words spill right out of my mouth. “Oh, fuck…I’m close.”

Dex stops what he’s doing and spanks me on the other ass cheek. “Not yet,” he warns.

I should’ve kept my mouth shut. “Fuck, Dex.Enough,” I plead. “I need to come.”

We’ve been playing this game for what seems like hours. My endurance is running out. Every time I’m close to relief, he pulls away and watches me, waiting for me to cool down andmy brewing orgasm to completely dissipate. Then, he gets me all worked up again. The man has endless stamina for this.

“I thought you liked being edged.”

“I do…for like ten minutes. Now, it’s time.”

“Oh, ho, ho,” he says with a chuckle before smacking my ass again, making me grunt. “I don’t think you get to decide when punishment is over, Trouble. That’s my call.”

“That’s what this is? Payback for messing up?” I ask breathlessly. It dawns on me that Dex might actually be working out his aggression on my rear.

He leans over me from behind, one hand wrapping around my throat. He doesn’t squeeze hard, just a little pressure as he whispers into my ear, “You messed up. But you’re my wife, and you have my loyalty in all things. So, when I punish you, it’s not because I’m angry. It’s because you love it.”

Whack.My ass burns then tingles as I groan in delight when he spanks me again. “Oh, fuck,” I wail.

“Let’s see. Are you ready for me?” His fingers tiptoe down my lower back and over the curve of my ass before he sinks two fingers in. “So fucking wet. Say it,” he growls in my ear.

I may be bound, pinned under him, with a red ass, but I have total control over my husband. I know exactly what he wants to hear. “I’m so wet, Dex. Only for you.”

“Mmm,” he moans into my ear. “I fucking love you.”

“I love you too. Now, fuck me like you’re trying to break me.”

Already shirtless, he walks around the desk so I’m eye-level with his crotch. “Such a filthy mouth. Let’s see if we can clean it out, hm?” He unbuttons his pants before untying my hands.

“Freeing me already?”

“I want your mouth, your hands, your dripping pussy, and your tight ass. I can’t get enough. I want every single part of you, Len. Do you understand?I need every part of you.”

“Then take it.” I open my mouth and grab him by the hips, guiding him to the back of my throat.

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