Page 56 of Follow Me
He fastened it around her wrist before standing, lifting the hem of the sundress as he rose and pulling it up and off over her head, dropping it to the floor. He kissed her as he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her panties and slid them down and over her hips so she could step out of them.
The bra came off last, and he beheld her standing before him.
He lifted her right hand to his lips again, this time kissing the collar. Then he led her to the bed. He sat on the edge and patted his lap.
She smiled as she climbed up, stretched out over him, her nipples rubbing against his shorts and her pussy already soaked and throbbing from her earlier performance for him.
He fisted her hair with his left hand as his right stroked and squeezed her ass cheeks.
“Who’s my good girl?” the Master softly asked.
She choked up with emotions—the good kind this time—before she could answer. “I am, Master.”
“That’s right, baby. You’re myverygood girl.” Another hard squeeze, fingers digging in and the sweet pain nearly taking her breath away. “And what do good girls get from their Master?”
“A reward spanking.”
Another squeeze, which had her trying to grind her pussy against his thigh.
It made him chuckle. “That’s right, baby. A reward spanking.” His hand came down hard on her right ass cheek, drawing a gasp from her. “So buckle up, this will take a while.”
Not only did it take a while, it had her crying—goodtears—by the time he finally stopped. Subspace hit her so hard and fast she barely had time to process it before her mind sailed off into that sweet, nebulous, shadowy realm where they were always at their best together.
Her ass and upper thighs felt hot and stingy as he eased her onto her knees on the floor in front of him. “What do you say, baby?”
“Thank you, Master.” She desperately nuzzled her face against the front of his shorts, where she felt his cock straining against the zipper, rock-hard and flexing under the fabric as she mouthed its outline.
Plunging his hands into her hair, he held her in place and slowly eased her up and down it, breathing heavily as he watched her. She looked up at him and gasped at the dark, needy hunger painting his brown gaze in dark shadows she’d wondered if she’d ever see again.
The grip on her hair tightened almost painfully. “Take it out, goddess.”
She shivered and squirmed and tried to squeeze her thighs together for a little relief as her trembling fingers lowered his zipper and unfastened the button. They both moaned as she freed his cock and greedily flicked the pearl of pre-cum from the head with her tongue.
He rammed it deep into her mouth, another groan from both of them filling their bedroom. He held still like that, gasping for breath as the hot silk of his cock twitched and throbbed against her tongue.
“Wait, baby,” he whispered. “Don’t move. Shit shitshitthat’ssofuckinggood!”
Another wave of desire swept through her. He sounded hungry and desperate, another thing that had still been missing from their lovemaking.
And he’dusedher. There was nothing she loved more than him taking over and taking charge in bed, doing what he wanted, in his time.
Another box ticked.
He didn’t pull her off his cock, but he slowly eased her about halfway off, then stood so she could pull his shorts down and off him.
That allowed him to sit and spread his thighs wide and pull her deep onto his cock again, slowly fucking her mouth with it and trembling under her. She wrapped her arms around him and held on, trying to keep her gaze tipped up and watching him.
He released her head so he could pull his shirt up and off and toss it to the floor. Then he grabbed her head again, easing himself back so he could lie on the bed. He pulled her up and off his cock, up his body, releasing her to fist his cock and swipe the head of it along the length of her wet cunt.
“Do it, baby,” he said.
She smiled down at him as she lowered herself, sinking his cock deep inside her pussy and letting out a happy sigh as she did.
He smiled up at her. “Better, baby?”
“You always make things better, Master.”
He pulled her down for a kiss, tipping her head to the side so he could leave a trail of bites down her neck to her shoulder and up again. “Give me time to work my way up to implements, baby, but for now, daily spankings are back.”
