Daring Time

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"Ooh, I will! I certainly will."

Ryan couldn't help but smile. He released her shoulder and tenderly ran his hand over her bottom, soothing her hot, prickly flesh. He parted her buttocks to get a better look at her swollen outer sex, glistening slit and oiled rectum.

His guttural groan tore at his throat.

Her asshole clenched and she shifted her hips restlessly, as though she could feel his blazing hot stare.

"What are you thinking, beauty?" he rasped as he raised the paddle.

"I burn," she whispered shakily.

"So do I. You undo me, witch."

He briskly paddled her over her exposed asshole .. . not hard, just enough to make her whimper and her fanny twitch. He did it several more times in succession and each time her bottom gave a little hop and she yelped.

When he lowered the paddle and gently tapped it against her swollen labia and erect clit, she let out a howl of excitement.

"Shhhh," he quieted, but he couldn't help but laugh at how cute and sexy she was.

He really couldn't take much more of this. He supposed most would say he was teasing and tormenting Hope, but Ryan felt like he personally endured the most excruciating form of torture imaginable.

He set down the paddle and paused to lean down and brush the hair out of her face. His fingers came away damp with her perspiration.

"Are you excited, little witch?"

"Yes." Her breathy whisper charmed him as much as everything else about her.

"I can see I'm going to have to be more firm with your punishments in the future since you seem to enjoy it so much," he murmured as he leaned down and kissed her ear and then her dewy cheek, inhaling her singular scent. His cock lurched against his underwear, reminding him of a furious, ravenous, caged creature. He ignored it as best he could while he continued to nuzzle Hope's cheek and neck.

"Ryan?"

"Yes," he murmured as he nibbled along her fragrant hairline.

"Are you really going to put your ... member inside of me . . . there?"

"You mean here?" he asked as he ran his down hand down her satiny, flushed flesh. He penetrated her snug asshole again. For a second he froze when light flashed. He ground his back teeth together even as he slowly stroked Hope and she moaned softly.

He'd managed to forget about Jack and his sleazy friends for long, glorious minutes, but they'd forced the knowledge of their presence back into his awareness. All of it slammed into him at once— the sordidness, the greed ... the threat to himself and Hope.

"I am, honey," he whispered before he gently plucked at her parted lips. She turned her chin, trying to participate more fully in his kiss. Sweet, sweet, Ryan thought as he became more and more enraptured by her taste and lush, warm lips, and Diamond Jack Fletcher faded to a distant lurking shadow in his mind. Hope was so innocent and eager, so purely and profoundly carnal in nature that Ryan suddenly knew for a fact that Jack and his ilk could never begin to besmirch her.

"And it's going to feel so good for me. I'm going to make sure it feels just as good for you. Believe me?"

She gave him a long, searching look before she nodded solemnly.

"Witch," he whispered.

The smile that curved her red lips nearly made him explode in his pants. He grabbed the bottle of oil before he moved behind her on the bed. He unfastened his pants and jerked both them and his underwear down to his thighs. Having most of his clothes stolen had taught him to place uncommon value on what remained. He needed to be as prepared as possible in case he needed to move quickly.

They had a gun trained on them, after all. Knowing they were in imminent danger and yet feeling such intense sexual excitement created a bizarre, sharp mix of tension and emotion unlike anything Ryan had ever experienced.

He told himself not to stare at Hope's pink, paddled bottom, flushed thighs and swollen sex as he lubricated his cock with his hand but he couldn't stop himself from gaping at the extraordinarily erotic vision.

"Stay very still," he ordered before he moved into position behind her and pressed the tip of his cock to her lubricated asshole. He held his aching penis by the root and applied a firm pressure, already feeling her body's natural resistance.

"Now push yourself back onto my cock."