Page 25 of Donovan Blake: Adrenalin

Anxiously following his instructions, she waited, her heart thumping.

The flogger landed, but before she could process the heavy sting, it landed again, and again. A hot burn seared her skin, and as he paused a deep longing rose up inside her. She wanted him gripping her waist and thrusting his thick shaft into her warmth.

Again he read her mind.

But the sudden intruder wasn’t his cock or even his fingers.

As he plunged a dildo in and out of her channel she cried out in surprise and gratitude.

To her disappointment he stopped too soon.

She expected him to pull it out, but he left it buried inside her.

“If I had the time I’d strap it in,” he whispered, his lips unexpectedly against her ear. “You can think about that while you get the last three.”

The trip across the spanking bench had become so much more than she’d dreamed, but the flogger landed, delivering a hot sting and interrupting her thoughts. As she let out a wail it landed again with the same thudding heat. She readied herself for the next, but it didn’t come. Instead his fingers were against her clit rubbing fervently. She felt her orgasm looming, but he stopped as quickly as he’d started and delivered the last, heavy, lash.

“Keep your eyes closed and tell me, do you like the spanking bench?”

“S-so much…but I c-can’t think.”

"I’ll let you have your pleasure, but on one condition,” he said, pressing his fingers against her clit and continuing the erotic massage.

“Anything…p-please…I’m s-so close…”

“When I tell you, you’ll drop on your knees and suck my cock, but it will happen when you least expect it.”

“Yes, yes… please…I’m there…”

“Do you promise?” he asked, pausing the erotic massage.

“Yes, I p-promise. P-please don’t stop.”

As he aggressively thrust the dildo in and out and simultaneously rubbed her sensitive nub, her orgasmic wave lifted her to almost frightening new heights—until the climax exploded.

She was being tumbled through endless seconds of cascading, sparkling spasms. For a fleeting moment she thought she was standing beside him watching her writhing and listening to her screams…then abruptly he was raising her up and cradling her.

His arms were strong.

She felt tiny, but safe and warm, and she never wanted the moment to end.

“You are full of surprises,” he murmured, shifting her and breaking the spell. “I knew you had a passionate soul, but not like that.”

“Honestly, Donovan, I didn’t either. I didn’t know I could feel so much.”

“What a shame,” he remarked with a sigh. “Not that you have discovered this, it’s a shame we have to part company.”

“No! Why?” she asked, jolted from the serene moment.

“I have to leave soon. But you don’t have to worry, I’ll make sure you’re somewhere safe.”

“You can’t be serious!” she exclaimed vehemently. “Why? Where are you going?”

“I have an assignment. I’m sorry to say it’s time for me to go to work.”

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Donovan saw the shock in Phoebe’s eyes. But it quickly turned to disappointment and he experienced a rare flash of guilt.

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