Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 105089 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 525(@200wpm)___ 420(@250wpm)___ 350(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105089 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 525(@200wpm)___ 420(@250wpm)___ 350(@300wpm)
But now, she was moving past that.
Sure, she’d still have moments of being fragile, of wanting to retreat into her head and have him stand between her and the world.
However, right now, what she needed was to feel alive.
“Seems like my girl needs a lesson about who is in charge.” He rolled her onto her back.
“What I need is to be fucked. Fuck me, Sir.”
“Do you get to make the demands?” he growled.
“Fuck. Me.” She grinned up at him.
Oh, she was stirring the beast now. And she loved it. Excitement raced through her veins. This was it. This feeling was what she’d been searching for.
Now . . . she felt alive.
“Seems I’ve neglected you, Preciosa. If you believe you can goad me like this without being punished. Let’s just see how good you feel after I edge you for a while.”
What? Crap!
“Nooo, Sir. I apologize!”
“Too late, I’m afraid.” He stripped off the shirt she wore, before climbing off the bed and retrieving something from the closet. When he walked back, he was holding a purple object in his hand.
“Ever seen one of these?”
“It’s a vibrating pad?” she guessed, taking in the two lumps that protruded from the top.
“Very good,” he murmured. “It is, and I’m guessing you know where these two bumps go.”
She nodded, eyes wide.
“I have the remote so I can control the vibrations. You’re going to sit on this on the corner of the bed and suck my cock. But you’re not allowed to come without permission. Understand?”
“Sir, please. I won’t be able to hold back. It’s been so long.”
“Poor Kitten, has Sir been neglecting you?”
She stuck out her lower lip as she nodded. It wasn’t exactly true. She hadn’t felt very sexy lately. But she thought it might garner her some sympathy and leniency.
“You know that all you ever need to do is ask and I’ll be happy to take care of you. I think you ought to be punished for not asking when you were clearly in need.”
Wait. What?
Well . . . fuck. This had backfired big time.
“No, Sir, wait!”
“Wait for what?” he asked. “Are you going to tell me that you just lied and that you didn’t need me?”
Uh-oh.
This was going to go badly for her either way.
She’d get punished for wanting to come and not telling him. Or for lying about it all.
Only which was worse?
“No, Sir.”
“Good Kitten. I know my good girl wouldn’t lie to me.”
Aww fuck. He had her now.
“I confess. I lied. I haven’t . . . I haven’t felt like sex lately. I haven’t felt like myself enough to want that.” Worry filled her. She didn’t want him to think that it was because of him. “It’s not you, though. It’s all me.”
“Hush, Preciosa,” he said tenderly. He grasped her chin and tilted her head up. “I know. I know that you’ve felt upset and scared and worried.”
“You knew that I was lying?”
“I know you better than you know yourself.”
Well. She couldn’t argue with that.
“Which means that I need to punish you for lying to me.”
“What? No, Sir, you really don’t.”
He raised an eyebrow, his eyes filled with dark amusement. Gingerbread-colored. It spoke to her on another level.
He ran his thumb over her lower lip, sliding it in. “Don’t I? And why not?” He moved his thumb from her mouth and used it to circle one nipple. Then he pinched it, making her gasp as pain and pleasure mingled inside her.
“B-because I’m a good girl. Your good girl.”
“Of course you are. But even good girls can be naughty sometimes. It just means they need their Papi to remind them of the rules. And one of your rules is not to lie, isn’t it?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He set the purple pad down on the corner of the bed. “Come here and straddle this. Face the bed, though, not me.”
Oh hell.
She moved so she was sitting on the pad, the biggest bump pressed against her clit. She could grind against it if Alejandro let her move.
“Good girl. Now, lean forward and place your hands on the bed. Stay nice and still. Remember, no coming without permission.”
This was going to be hell. She was already wet and wanting. How could she hold herself back? Then the vibrations turned on.
Holy shit.
She let out a gasp.
Smack!
A slap landed against her ass, making it sting, and she yelped. “Ouch!”
“You’re getting a spanking for lying to your Papi. No talking unless it’s to say your safeword. But you can make other noise as much as you like. No one will hear you in here.”
Thank God for that.
The vibrations changed, becoming harder, and she moaned.
Slap! Slap!
Shit.
The pain mixed with the pleasure. It wasn’t long until she was breathing heavily, nearly overcome with the need to come.
She was close. So close.
Smack! Smack!
The pain helped clear her head and gain control. It was still hard, though. She really needed to fall over that edge.