Page 58 of Spy With Me
He moved in front of her. She still had to rotate slightlyto see him. Her head was below his waist, so she was treated to the sight ofhis cock pressed against those jeans he wore. He had the crop in his hands. Heslapped it against his open palm. “Then the lines are drawn, and we have to seewhere we come out when the explosion is over.”
She couldn’t even hold onto the padded bench she was drapedover. He’d ensured her tied hands were secured around the bench, but that washer only stability. When he brought the crop down, she bit her bottom lip androde out the flurry of strikes that went from the fleshy part of her ass downto her upper thighs. Fire lashed across her skin and seemed to run likelightning to her pussy, getting her wet and ready for that cock he was going togive her.
“I can promise you, Devi, you won’t be able to keep me out.As long as you’re here, you’re mine.” He ran a hand over her ass, skimming theplaces he’d struck. “Mine to discipline and fuck. You’re my fuck toy, DeviTaggart, and I won’t let you forget it. Open your legs.”
This was all part of the game. He’d placed her face down onthe bench, but there were two appendages where her legs could go, where hecould tie them down, leaving her pussy and ass utterly vulnerable. Tears werepooling in her eyes, but it felt so good to…feel. She didn’t want it to stop.This could be their refuge where they played and shut the world out.
So she played. She closed her legs, wanting to pretend for awhile.
The crop came down again. And again. And again. He droppedto his knees in front of her, giving her a glimpse of steely eyes and a willfulexpression. “Devi, if you don’t spread those legs for me, I’ll ensure that Ilube that plug up with something that you will feel for hours. Days, even. Haveyou ever had your asshole burn?”
Evil man. “Have you?”
“Have you met Gabriel Lodge? Take a Dom training class,” heshot back. “I assure you we all know, and that’s why I’m telling you it is inyour own best interest to spread those legs and give me access to your asshole.If you think it will bother me to hear you cry for the rest of the night, itwon’t. I’ll like it. You’re fucking gorgeous when you cry. I’ll give you ahint. Don’t clench too hard.”
Or she could go along with him. Yup. That was play, too. Sheshifted her legs open, letting them move down to the padded benches.
His smirk was more than slightly evil. “Excellent, but youshould remember that in the future. I might not warn you again.”
She wished that didn’t send a thrill through her. Theytalked about anal play when they discussed hard and soft limits, but most oftheir time had been fairly vanilla sex.
This was more. This woke her up and made her long.
“I understand, Zach.” She gave him her most breathless tone.It wasn’t hard since she was kind of wildly anticipating what came next.
She gasped when it was his hands moving her down. The ropearound her wrists caught on something under the bench. He’d built a peg intothe bench to catch whatever fastening he put her in. It held her in place as hemoved her torso down the bench until her ass was just off it.
His hand moved under her, fingers finding her pussy andsliding through the evidence of her arousal. “That’s what I want. I heard youwere a sexual goddess, Devon. This…this is fucking ambrosia.”
She heard him groan and could picture him sucking hisfingers into his mouth. It was something he loved to do. He would finger fuckher, get her hot and bothered and on the edge, and then he would carefully lickhis fingers clean, like he couldn’t stand the thought of missing a single drop.
“You be still and I’ll let you have this while I play withyour ass,” he said from behind her. She could hear him moving, likely going tothe table so he could grab whatever instrument of torture he intended to usenext. “If you move and lose it, it’s gone, and there will be punishment. Liftup for me.”
She did as he asked and felt him slip something under her,something slightly squishy. It was odd and then it buzzed right on her clit,and her eyes nearly crossed.
Vibrator. One of the tiny ones. Small but damn mighty. Thehum softened, and she realized he had a remote. Damn, him. He was going to killher. She had to be still. So still.
The hum increased. Barely enough to make her desperate formore. That was when she felt him part the cheeks of her backside and dribblethe absolutely not-exotic lube on.
“I’m going to have you,” he declared. “In every way a mancan have a woman, I will have you.”
It took real willpower to stay still while she felt him rubthe lube in, big finger rimming her before easing inside. It was so much. Shecould barely breathe, but then the vibe started really vibing, and she wasn’tthinking about anything but the orgasm she was on the cusp of.
She was almost certain she heard the donkey huff, but thatwasn’t so surprising. She let it go, concentrating on him.
Over and over he fucked her with his finger, easing in andpulling out until he replaced warm flesh with the plug, sliding it in.
The vibe reached a crescendo, and she couldn’t hold back asecond longer. She gritted her teeth because The Fabulous Miss K wasdownstairs, and she could be sensitive to weird sounds. No idea what happenedto that donkey.
The orgasm made her body buck, losing the vibe, but sheclenched on the plug. She wasn’t losing that sucker.
Her whole body felt alive and vibrant.
And she knew he wasn’t done. Not even close.
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Zach moved back to the table and washed his hands in thebasin he brought up when he set the whole scene with Arthur earlier today. Ithad felt oddly normal to plan a sex scene with the man. Like he was back at theclub where he belonged, and no one would question why he would need to wash hishands in a barn.
