Page 72 of For the Sub

“You’re turning me on, Sir.”

The tangy scent of her arousal reached him, making his cock even harder. It would take all his formidable concentration to get through her belting instead of fucking her.

He increased the friction until he was convinced she had plenty of circulation to minimize bruising.

“I love having your hands on me, Sir.”

“You’re an appreciative sub.” He picked up the belt and folded it in half then stood close to her so he could be exacting about the placement of each stroke.

He started slow, the first hit a whisper.

“Sir,” she protested.

“Patience.” This would proceed at his pace, for his gratification as much as hers.

Once he’d covered her buttocks and thighs, he increased the force and landed the next few in random places.

She took a deep breath.

“Will this teach you to hold back your orgasms?” he demanded in a mock-angry tone.

“Oh, Sir! I’m afraid not.”

“No?”

“I’m incorrigible.”

And honest to a fault.

Enjoying her tremendously, he grinned.

With greater force, he kissed her flesh with the supple leather.

As her skin reddened, she jerked more often.

Then he caught her on the inner part of her right thigh.

She hissed and swore softly before saying, “Thank you.”

“I was wondering when you’d remember that.” Not wanting her to feel uneven, he adjusted his stance and smacked the inside of her left thigh.

Her toes curled into the hardwood floor. “Are you getting hot from this?”

“God, yes, Sir. Everything you do… You know my body so well.”

Not as well as he intended to.

With his left hand, he stroked between her legs.

Shamelessly, she inched toward him, using her body to silently ask for more.

Her pussy was already wet, and he slipped a finger inside her to press against her G-spot. “Didn’t you get in trouble for wanton behavior previously?” He pulled away.

“Sir! How is it my fault that you are irresistible?”

Such a perfect response. “I thought you were a well-trained sub.”

“I thought so, too. Until you and your devilish ways showed up.”

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