Bared (Club Sin 2)

Her mouth slackened, gaze searched his. “I thought you preferred it.”

He understood her surprise, as he never needed to use condoms but always had. STD and HIV tests were done quarterly at the dungeon. If anyone played with an outside member, not only did they need to tell Dmitri, they needed to go for another test immediately after if they wanted to go bare.

Aidan, though, had always used them.

He brushed his nose against hers, enjoying her being there, so close to him. Cora showed him that night in the dungeon that she’d given her soul to him. He hadn’t realized she’d stolen his, too. Nothing would come between them. Whenever she was right there, in his arms, she’d be safe, loved, and protected.

Though words could explain that, as he told her, actions proved so much more. Cora needed to believe him. All of this, everything step he’d taken since his talk with Kyler and his dream had put it all into perspective. Sense had been smacked into him. He needed to prove he was ready for this, ready to commit to her. He needed to show her how he treated her now was different than before. “Bare skin is for my woman.”

He stared at her intently, watching her eyes widen farther, showing the whites. He pumped the tip of his cock in and out and added, “It’s the one thing I can do with a submissive that belongs to me personally that I won’t do to others.” He gave her a soft kiss, licking her bottom lip in a slow flick. “It’s a statement that I am committed to you—and only you. It’s a show that if you ever became pregnant, it wouldn’t disappoint me.”

“Aidan …” Tears welled in her eyes. “I love—”

With his cock straining to push in deep into her tight heat, he pressed a finger to her mouth. “You’ve said that enough—without words—and I never heard you.” He thrust forward with one quick stroke into the depths of her. Cora arched up into him with a seductive moan. “This is more than love, Cora. What we have …” He swirled his hips, gyrating against her clit. “It’s so superbly special that I feared it.”

Pumping his hips twice, Cora’s mouth dropped open. She lifted her head, drawing closer to him, as he added, “You healed me. You saved me.” Pleasure swept through him, pulling a groan from low in his chest. “You gave me all I needed. You supported me. You brought me back from a dark place.” He rubbed his pelvis against her clit and her face flushed bright red. “You loved me at my worst and became what I needed, because that’s what I needed you to do.”

Her soft sigh rushed across him as her arousal thickened on his cock. He gritted his teeth against the surge of sensations. “Now it’s my turn to take care of you. To love you. To appreciate you. To be what you need me to be.” Her inner walls squeezed his cock, and his breath deepened, naturally speeding up his thrusts. “To make love to you until you don’t remember anyone’s touch but mine and until my body is branded on every inch of you.” He grunted. “Christ, you’re so wet.”

“Holy hell, stop talking.” Her eyes were crazed with pleasure and her sweet cunt spasmed. “Fuck me. Now.”

Aidan frowned in disappointment. He withdrew his cock and lifted on his hands, peering down to the woman on the brink of orgasm. “Come again?”

Cora blinked, and blinked again. Then she cringed. “Oh, shit.”

“Indeed,” he muttered.

Though it nearly killed him to do so, he flipped her over on her knees, probably too fast for her to fully process the mistake she’d made. Never ask for anything. He pushed her head to the bed, angling her perfect ass high in the air with her legs spread wide. Rubbing her cheek with the palm of his hand, he said, “State your mistake.”

A long paused followed. “I asked you to fuck me, sir.”

He squeezed her bottom, feeling Cora relax beneath his hand. A smart submissive she was, as tensing only made the swats more painful. In the dungeon, he had been stricter with a cane punishment, because it was necessary for her to learn appropriate behavior. He never wanted her to fail in front of Club Sin members. Looking back, he realized he’d done so because he cared about her.

He had wanted her to shine in Club Sin.

At Club Sin, his punishments were quick, swift, and to the point. In his house, his punishments were on his terms. He loved giving a good and hard spanking. He relished seeing an ass bright red to give the reminder of an error. And he further enjoyed a woman who both hated and loved that form of punishment. Cora was one of those women—it might hurt a little, but it also aroused her. “Count them.”

“Dammit …” His hand landed on the round part of her ass and she flinched. “One.”

Two and three he issued without hesitation, and Cora cursed with each one. A loud slap echoed in the bedroom and the redness in her cheeks darkened. “Ouch. Four.” Five, six, and seven, she said through gritted teeth, and his hand burned.

Making the last few count, he increased the speed and force and delivered them right after one another. Cora whimpered, and then all but growled, “Eight. Son of a … Nine. Ten. Fuck.”

Aidan chuckled, running his hands over a stunning red ass. She might curse him. They might have hurt. She might even appear to hate a spanking, but her body betrayed her. Arousal coated her inner thighs, and it glistened off her folds. Not giving her a chance to catch up, Aidan squeezed those red cheeks and settled in behind her. With one thrust, he buried himself inside all that wet, hot pussy.

“Mine to fuck, Cora,” he told her. “On my terms.”

He positioned his hands against the top of her buttocks, finding the perfect angle. He did exactly what she wanted—he fucked her roughly. Under his primal thrusts, her slick arousal spread between them and her inner walls tightened as her panting became sharp gasps.

“Yeeeeeesssss!” she screamed.

His gaze zeroed on how her ass jiggled under his hard thrusts. Her lips parted with her scream and her inner walls clamped against him, indicating the rise of her climax. The moment her scream cut off, he yanked out.

He slapped her ass with a hit that stung his fingers. “That cunt is mine to make come, only when I allow. To make wet and achy when I like.” She roared with a sound of sheer desperation, her entire body quivering. He added, “Your orgasms are my gifts. To give to you in whatever manner that pleases me.”

Her voice thickened. “Oh, God.”

Aidan swore he heard her teeth chattering with the hard, sensual shakes of her over-aroused body. He rubbed her bright red bottom and gave it a final slap, which had her screaming. Then he flipped her over onto her back and moved on top of her. Without pause, he slid his cock inside her and grunted at her soaked folds. He lowered his mouth and kissed the warm and hot woman beneath him. He brought her leg up and tucked it under his arm, thrusting deeper.