Beg for It (Pact of Seduction 2)

Two more blows hit her ass. God, she was becoming a desperate, entirely ravenous woman. Each hit only increased her need as his fingertips dug into her skin. One last hard hit rocked through her; then he stepped away. “Present yourself."

She stood still for a moment, wobbling slightly, and pondered. She didn't know much about presenting herself, only what Marley had told her in the few conversations they'd had. He liked her kneeling before. Would that please him?

In hopes that it would, she lowered to her knees and remembered what he said about the silk. She dropped her chest down to the ground, flicked her hair over her shoulder, and exposed her back so he'd get a splendid display of her skin wrapped in the fabric. She spread her legs wide and angled her hips to fully expose her pussy to him.

Oh my God, am I really doing this?

"Now that is a beautiful view.” He slid his fingers over her aching folds. “A pussy made to fuck, nice and tight."

She bit her lip as he pushed in and flicked a sensitive area. “I'm glad it pleases you, Sir."

Withdrawing his fingers, he rubbed her bottom again, which was warm from his swats. His attention on her scorching flesh only seemed to cause more heat to rise within her. Then, he smacked her pussy...hard.

She flinched and was shocked again when another hit came upon her ass. It jolted her into a woman she never knew. Desperate.

Take me. Take me now.

She wiggled her bottom, imploring for more.

He slid his finger into her center and thrust in twice. “You've got a greedy pussy that's aching for my cock, Bella, don't you?"

"Yes, Sir.” Greedy. It was downright painful with an ache that his fingers couldn't satisfy. She pushed against him, demanding more. Needing him to thrust hard and ease the building tension.

He issued another firm hit on her backside. “Not enough for you?"

She pressed farther back in a plea that he'd go deeper. Thrust harder. Do anything to free her from the insatiable need. “It's good, Sir."

"Now darlin', don't lie. Not enough for you?"

Even after he added another finger, it didn't appease her, and only made her desperation soar. Did he do this deliberately? Force her to near insanity until her arousal stole over her coherent thoughts?

No, she couldn't handle this torture. All she had to do was beg, and he'd give her what she wanted. “I want your cock, Sir."

"That sounds much better, and I see that you do.” He issued another hard blow on her bottom, withdrew his fingers, then strode toward the tray.

There, he dropped his pants. His thick, long erection sprang free, and he slid a condom over his shaft.

Bella's mouth dried. Her gaze remained glued on his every step as he returned to her, his hand working up and down his erection in leisurely strokes. Nothing had ever looked that good.

"Ah, I see you approve of me.” His voice held a husky edge. “Best I see to that ache of yours. We don't want a little submissive to whimper in need any more than she already is."

He grinned, and if Bella hadn't been on her knees, she would've ended up there. “I'm going to take my pleasure in you now, Bella."

That thick cock could drive her to places she'd never gone and she doubted she'd return from. “I think it's going to ease my ache...and then some, Sir."

A low chuckle followed as he stepped in behind her. His presence was now hidden. That was until he pressed the tip of his cock against her swollen, throbbing entrance.

With a gentleness that she hadn't expected from him, he inched his way in, slowly, letting her body adjust to his size. He stretched her so fully, and this was exactly what she craved.

Once seated to the hilt, he delivered another hard slap on her ass before he grabbed both of her cheeks, gripping firmly. He leaned down over her and all but growled, “I don't fuck gently."

He didn't give her a chance to respond. He straightened up and pounded his cock into her pussy. Skin slapped skin as his cock drove her to foreign sensations. Maybe it'd been too long since she last had sex, or maybe it'd been how hot he'd gotten her, but screams tore from her throat.

Where had her ability to breathe gone? And he wasn't giving her the chance to catch it.

One thrust after another rammed her from behind—over and over again—unforgivingly hard thrusts that she couldn't keep up with. The sound of his low groans filled her ears as her pussy tightened. Her eyes shut, and she drifted away with the pleasure.

A hard hit on her ass snapped her back into the present. “You won't come unless I allow it."