Page 63 of Hard Lessons

“Oh, yes... yes... I’m...”

He lifted up, sat back on his heels, and rested his big palms on her inner thighs.

“Luca!” she yelled. “What the?”

He swiped his tongue over his bottom lip. His chin was shiny with her moisture.

“I was just about... to come.” She pulled at the rope, rattling the headboard and shaking the bed. “What are you doing?”

“Denying you. You have to learn you don’t get everything you want, Serena.”

“You goddamn son of a bitch.” How could he? This hurt almost as much as the spanking. Her clit was so swollen, her pussy throbbing.

“Name calling will not get you anywhere.” He released her left thigh and set the flat of his palm over her lower abdomen.

She was breathing hard and it rose and fell. Anger swarmed inside her. Just when she thought he couldn’t come up with any other way to torture her, he had.

“Say you’re sorry,” he said.

She gritted her teeth.

He raised one eyebrow.

“No!”

“Have it your way.” He ducked his head and swiped up through her folds again.

She dragged in air and tensed her thighs around his wide shoulders.

Within seconds he was laving her clit again. He found her entrance and pushed in.

“Oh, God...” She clamped around his finger, her orgasm spinning toward her once more.

His stubble caught on her delicate flesh and it added to the sensations. Breathing was getting difficult, her heart was pounding.

And then she was there, on the perfect precipice before spiraling into bliss.

He lifted up again, withdrew his finger, and pressed her knees apart.

She bucked her hips and cried out in sheer frustration. “Luca!”

He laughed. “Oh, how I love to hear you crying out my name.”

“In fury,” she shouted. “In fucking fury. How can you be so cruel?”

“Cruel? No, not cruel. Just demanding obedience. Now say you’re sorry.”

“I’ll pay you back for this, just you wait and see.”

“And if it’s not something I particularly enjoy, your payback will earn you another spanking, or...” He flicked her clit with his thumb and index finger.

Serena bucked from the bed. “Oh!”

“Or another session like this.”

“Luca. Don’t...”

“Don’t what?”

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