Page 105 of Surrender to Me
“You offered to pay your debt. I’m still collecting. I’ll let you know when you’ve paid in full.”
“But…”
I draw my eyebrows together, struggling not to smile as she tries to outmaneuver me.
I stand and drape a flannel shirt around her. “You may not want to stall any longer. We’ll start the scene over from the beginning, and we’ll still get back to this point.”
“No!”
“Then get on with it.”
She hurries off, her bare feet barely audible against the hardwood, her red ass swaying as she disappears down the hall.
Goddamn. Does she have any idea what she does to me?
I adjust myself, my cock painfully hard, and take a deep breath to steady myself. I’ve never had this kind of reaction to a sub before. Sub? Never had this kind of reaction to a woman before.
She has no idea that she’s unraveling me.
The fire crackles, throwing heat across my skin, and I focus on the sound, the rhythm of the flames, to keep my control.
With more control than I’m feeling, I take my seat again.
When Allie returns, the flannel shirt has fallen away somewhere, and goose bumps cover her arms. Her nipples are tight from the chill.
Without a word, she hands me the condom and lube.
“I want you over my lap again.”
Even though she shoots me a frown, she does as she’s told.
No argument?
I like the progress.
Again, I rub her skin, warming her back up, my hands gentle but firm, massaging her sore ass, her thighs, her lower back.
Almost purring, she relaxes under my touch, her breath slowing, and I slide my fingers between her legs, finding her wet.
I tease her pussy, dipping inside, curling my fingers until she moans, then deliver a few more spanks, sharp and quick, to keep her on edge.
“As I told you before, I’m going to explore that pretty, tight pink hole of yours.” I keep my voice low, letting the words sink in.
Tensing, she twists to look at me. “I’ve never done that before.” Another confession in a small whisper.
I lean down, brushing back her hair, feeling the deliciousness of her shiver. “You won’t be able to say that fifteen minutes from now.”
I lube my finger generously, the cool gel slick against my skin, and circle her tight entrance, gentle at first, letting her adjust.
“Bear down for me,” I instruct, keeping my voice coaxing.
Instinctively she clenches, her body resisting, and I feel the tension in her thighs, her ass. “Relax, Allie. You’ll enjoy it if you stop struggling.”
Her muscles tighten again, and I deliver a sharp smack to one cheek, the sound cracking through the room. She gasps, her body jolting, and I seize the moment, sinking my finger fully inside her. The heat, the tightness, is almost too much, and I groan softly, my cock throbbing against her belly.
“Not so bad, hmm?” I circle my finger while giving her a chance to get used to the sensation.
“It’s…not all that nice either,” she mutters, her voice strained, but I can feel her starting to relax as her body yields to the intrusion.
