Page 116 of Receiving His Mercy
“However, you were very slow to part your legs, weren’t you? I think someone needs to learn to obey their Dom immediately.”
“But you’re not my Dom right now.”
“No? What am I?”
“My Travis.”
Fuck. She knew just what to say to make him melt. He wanted to gather her close and kiss her. To make love to her soft and slow.
However, that wasn’t what she necessarily needed.
“I am. I’m always yours,” he told her huskily. “Your Travis. And if you don’t want me to do something, what do you do?”
“Say my safeword.”
“What’s your safeword?” he asked.
“Red.”
“And you’re to use your safeword even if we’re not playing. Okay? I never want to do anything that might scare or hurt you.”
“You won’t. I know you won’t. Because you care about me.”
“I do. But that care means I have to spank you when you’re naughty.” He pretended a reluctance that he definitely didn’t feel. “And it’s too bad because all I wanted to do was get my mouth on this delicious, sweet pussy.” He cupped her mound, could feel her wetness against his hand.
Fuck. That was so damn hot.
He loved how much she wanted him. And that she couldn’t hide it. Her every reaction showed on her face. In the way her breathing sped up. In the widening of her eyes and how she bit her lip.
Nervous and anxious.
Needy.
He slid his finger along her slick lips, then pushed it slowly into her pussy. She actually clenched down around him, arching up.
“That’s it, Goldie,” he murmured. “Show me how much you want me. How much you need me.”
Travis drove his finger in and out of her slick, warm pussy. Then he added a second finger. Her head thrashed back and forward as he stared down at her.
So beautiful.
“More! Please!”
“You beg so prettily. It’s too bad you have to be punished.”
“Noo!” she cried as he slid his fingers out of her pussy. “You can’t stop!”
“Of course I can. I’m the one in charge.” He smiled down at her. “Although you always have the power to stop things if you need them to.”
Somehow, he didn’t think she was going to do that.
Grasping hold of her hips, he rolled her over, then he dragged her to the end of the bed so she kneeled with her torso over the bed. She was a bit short, though, so he grabbed a couple of pillows to pile under her bent knees.
There.
Perfect.
Her ass was on display. Pale white and surprisingly plump. Just ready for a firm spank. He rubbed his hand over her right cheek, giving it a squeeze.
