Page 106 of Skin In the Game (The BlackWater)

“Yes.” She gasped.

“Yes what?” He said.

“Yes Cole.” She said obediently. So obediently.

“Good girl. Do you want me to give you more pleasure?” He asked.

She nodded then because she wasn’t sure she could speak.

“What do you say?”

She swallowed, trying to get her dry throat working again.

“Please Cole. Please give me more pleasure.” She begged.

He smirked. She was so fucking obedient now, he thought, this wild, dangerous girl he’d faced off against all those months ago. He was taming her, he was really making her his.

He rubbed harder, circling her clit over and over and she cried out. He plunged his fingers back inside, and she started grinding against him as if she was trying to take charge.

He tutted, shaking his head. She was so close to being tamed, he realised, so close but she was still challenging, still trying to hold onto some semblance of control.

He pulled his fingers out, stopping completely and she whimpered slightly as if she was instantly missing the withdrawal of his touch. He grabbed his dick and ran it across her as she shuddered. He placed it over her entrance, nudging it, teasing her and she gasped.

“Please Cole.” She said and he grinned before plunging into her.

It felt like her whole body jolted with the shock. He thrust hard and she cried out. He put his hand on her hips, pulling her body into him and he thrust again. It felt so intense, so fucking good, she thought.

He thrust over and over building the momentum, building the pleasure inside her and she didn’t want him to stop. She realised then that she liked being tied up, she liked how it felt to relinquish control to him totally, to essentially give her body over to him and let him do whatever he wanted. He fucked her harder, growing more aggressive with each one and she cried out.

She was so close now, so infuriatingly close and part of her didn’t want to cum, didn’t want it to end but then she was there, her muscles contracting and she was screaming out as the orgasm ran through her. Cole was saying something, ordering something but she couldn’t hear, she didn’t hear, she was too focused on her pleasure now, too focused on what he had done to her body.

He came moments later, groaning and panting and she could feel the sweat of his skin against hers.

She stayed still. Waiting. Obedient.

Cole began untying the ropes and she felt her eyebrows raise. She half expected him to leave her like that again. To keep her tied up all night.

“Did you enjoy that Maddie?” He asked and she nodded.

He helped her to her feet and then he stared at her before looking into her eyes.

“Did you like me tying you up?” He asked.

She nodded.

“Did you like giving up that control to me?” He asked her.

“Yes.” She said before she could stop herself and he grinned before pulling her into his arms. She was so god damn perfect he thought, the perfect combination of wild and submissive.

He took her hand and led her to the bathroom and she frowned slightly unsure what his next plan was.

He turned the shower on and pulled her into it before lathering up some shower cream and then he began washing her, rubbing over her breasts, rubbing over her shoulders and her back. She moaned because it felt incredible, his hands circling all over her. She moved her hands to do the same and saw him narrow his eyes but she ignored it. His hands were on her waist then, frozen, unmoving.

She began caressing his skin, washing him down, massaging him and he shut his eyes and groaned.

She bit her lip, partly because she liked the fact that she’d caused that, caused that emotion in him and partly because she was on the cusp of saying something, saying something that might ruin the moment and she didn’t want too.

He moved his own hands again, returning to massaging her shoulders before he pulled her into his arms, wrapping them tightly across her back and he kissed the top of her head.

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