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Daring Time

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"Oh. It was a compliment."

"You seem relieved," he teased.

"Ryan . . . may I give you pleasure now?"

Ryan opened his mouth and closed it again, wondering all the while if he really would ever become accustomed to her sweetness.

"It would please me very much to turn your beautiful bottom the same fetching shade as your gorgeous breasts."

"Would it?"

"Yes."

"Is that why you spanked me last night when—"

"Shhhh," he hushed softly when eagerness made her voice volume escalate. The last thing he needed at this point was Jack realizing that he and Hope weren't strangers to one another. "Bring your knees up under you, Hope. That's right." For a second he just stared in mute amazement at the beauty of her naked back, narrow waist, curving hips and plump bottom.

He carefully removed her long, curly hair from her face, running his hands over the length before he settled it out of her way. He reveled in the softness of it, the erotic sensation of the curls coiling around his fingers. One day soon, if he had his way about it, he would thrust his cock into the silky mass of curls.

His cock throbbed dully at the mere thought.

Ryan picked up the leather flogger from the table.

"Lift up some more, beauty. Come up on your haunches," he said. "Put your bottom up in the air. Make it a nice target for me."

Hope moaned softly as Ryan slid his hand across her exquisitely soft skin, showing her how he wanted her positioned. When she'd settled she was up on her knees, thighs spread, her chest and cheek pressed to the mattress, her arms restrained over her head.

Under his guidance she'd parted her legs sufficiently enough for him to glimpse the wet, swollen folds of her sex between her white thighs.

"That's right," Ryan mumbled. When he realized his hand was down his pants again, stroking his furious erection, he took a deep breath and released himself.

He remained standing by the bed and ran the leather straps of the flogger over Hope's ass with his left hand. He decided to tease her lithesome thighs and partially exposed sex with the flogger, but her luscious ass was meant to be paddled.

She squealed in surprise when he flicked the straps against her thighs.

"Too much?" he asked, his hand immediately there to soothe the silken flesh.

"No ... not really. It stung at first. Now it just tingles," Hope muttered thoughtfully.

"Hold still, then."

Ryan wasn't sure what to make of the fact that she didn't moan and struggle against her restraints when he flogged the back of her thighs and the plump, tender curve of her lower ass like she had when he'd used the crop. It excited him to sensitize her pale flesh with the leather flogger, but he was concerned about her subdued reaction.

He paused in his flogging and slid the straps over her exposed pussy and up the crack of her ass. A visible convulsion rippled through her flesh. She gasped loudly, and Ryan realized for the first time she'd been holding her breath before.

"Okay?" he murmured as he lowered the flogger, once again lightly brushing the straps over her wet pussy.

"Yes ... ahhh . . . yes. It feels so . .."

"What?" Ryan prompted when her voice trailed off.

"Forbidden," she whispered so softly he barely heard her.

He smiled, despite the fierceness of emotion that swept through him at that moment.

"Would you like to try something even more for bidden j little witch?"

She looked up at him with one eye in anxious excitement. He saw her force down a swallow.



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