Page 62 of Darkness I Become
“Ah, my angel, I know it hurts,” Cade said, his voice softening. “Should I make it just a little easier for you? Show you what I meant when I said the pain would enhance your pleasure?”
His hand moved between her thighs, and she moaned as he penetrated her with his fingers again. He established a steady rhythm that made Asha squeeze fistfuls of the blanket, panting as he sped up. A second later, the belt made contact with her ass again, and she made a choked sound. The pain shot through her as before, but the pleasureof Cade’s ministrations seemed to somehow soften it. More than that, as her pussy tightened around his fingers in response, her pleasure bounded to the forefront, blending with and eclipsing the ache in her backside.
She just wanted more—more of everything. Her need to come again barreled into her, and suddenly nothing else mattered more.
“Please.” The word just slipped out, unbidden, and she felt no shame. Just hunger.
She let out a small scream as the belt came down again, harder than before.
“Greedy girl. You already came once. Why should I let you come again? What will you give me?”
Crack.She was making desperate little sounds now, tears pricking the corners of her eyes. She didn’t let them fall, but it was a close call.
Cade lowered his lips to her ear, tickling her deliciously with his whisper. “How about this? I let you come again, and you ride my cock for me, as long and as deep as I want.”
She couldn’t refuse him. She needed release too badly.
“Please, sir,” she begged, her own voice sounding foreign to her with its neediness. She didn’t even saysirin a mocking way; she was too far gone. “Please let me come. I’ll give you whatever you want.”
His slow exhale told her that she’d said the right thing. “Fuck. Nothing is sexier than reducing you to a begging mess like this. My brave, feisty girl, giving me everything because she’s so desperate. My dick’s never been harder.”
Asha moaned as he pressed his erection against her aching ass, teasing her. Without another word, he thrust his fingers into her, hard and fast, and she gasped. He gave her a brief reprieve from the belt, instead allowing her to grow closer to what she craved with every cell in her body.
She reached the precipice of her release, and right as she was about to tip over the edge, Cade brought the belt down again. She screamed as her orgasm broke, and the pain of the belt melded with it, so intense that her vision whited out. When she came back to herself, she was lying face down on the bed, limp and boneless. Her cheeks were wet with tears, and she touched them with an odd curiosity.
They weren’t tears of sadness, or even of pain. They were a natural reaction to the intensity of her experience, and she somehow likedthem. They were a symptom of all the incredible new emotions and experiences she’d had with this man in such a short time.
“Are you alright, darling?” Cade asked, stroking over her hair.
“Yeah,” Asha sighed. “I want more.”
“What a good girl you are,” he murmured, and her heart swelled with pride and affection. “You took your punishment so well, like I knew you would. But now it’s time for you to deliver on your promise.”
He pulled her upright and kissed her, hot and heavy, aching with his own unsatisfied desire. She slipped her tongue past his lips, and he groaned, low and rough in his throat. Catching the hem of his t-shirt, she broke away and met his grey eyes, clouded with arousal.
“Can I…?” she asked, a little shyly. He’d already witnessed her during her most intimate, private moments…yet she’d still never seen him naked, or watched him come. She was suddenly overcome with the need to rectify that.
“Yes.” His answer was low and husky. “You can touch me how you want. Whatever feels right to you.”
Permission granted, Asha lifted his shirt over his head, baring his gorgeous chest and shoulders. She caressed each line and curve of his body with her fingertips, and he shuddered under her touch. His jaw flexed, and she realized how much restraint he’d been practicing this whole time. He’d delayed his own gratification for hers.
Determined to return some of the favour, she made it her mission to kiss every muscle in his upper body. His erection was a hard, very visible bulge in the front of his pants.
“You’re killing me,” he panted.
She made innocent eyes at him. “I thought you’d enjoy being worshipped.”
He choked on a laugh. “Worship later. I need to fuck you, my angel. I’ve waited long enough.”
He really had, so Asha quit her game and finished undressing him. With his cock finally free, she wrapped a hand around his shaft, exploring him. He was thick and hot in her hand, and he groaned as if in pain when she gave him a shallow pump.
Cade pulled her hand away and kissed it, then led her back over to the bed. He lay back against the headboard and tapped his lap with a grin, his erection curving up over his belly.
Asha quirked a brow. “This doesn’t seem very dominant, if I’m on top.”
It was part-tease, part-challenge, and her arousal was stoked again by the flash of wicked amusement in his eyes.Challenge accepted.
“We’ll just have to fix that then, won’t we?”
