Page 73 of For the Sub

“Perhaps this will help.” After stepping back, he shook out the belt then swung it in a wide arc, letting it crack beneath her buttocks.

Instantly her ass cheeks tightened. “Yum,” she murmured. “You know what I want.”

At this point, she wasn’t the only one in danger of coming.

The sight of her reddened skin, the sound of husky approval in her voice, and the alluring scent of her feminine heat pushed him to the edge.

If he took his dick in hand, he’d ejaculate on her heated buttocks in less than a few seconds. Not that the idea was without merit, but he wanted to fill her ass and possess her.

He continued on but kept his strength in check. After all, this was for his pleasure, as well as hers.

“Oh, Sir…” She turned her head to one side. “You could do this to me all night.”

“No doubt we’d both enjoy that. Six more. Count them out.” When she’d said dozens, he hadn’t planned to deliver that many. But now…

He blazed one across both buttocks.

“One, Sir.” She sighed.

Then he hit the backs of her calves.

She lifted one foot from the floor. “Fuck, Sir. Two.”

“More?” he asked.

“Yes, Sir. I still have four more coming to me. Give them to me,” she begged.

“That’s my beautiful Brandy.”

After she straightened her body, he seared her with another stripe.

“Three incredible smacks, Sir.”

Though Niles had delivered plenty of spankings in his life, he’d never had a sub behave as she was.

Some took it in silence unless he required that they count aloud. Others screamed. Many whimpered and cried. But beautiful Brandy encouraged, pleaded, and let him know how much she appreciated his efforts.

He delivered the last three in quick succession, and she exhaled softly.

“Thank you.” She craned her head to look at him. “You are going to do me. Right, Sir?” Her eyes were wide, luminous with her sensual need. “I might die if you don’t.”

Chapter Eleven

Could I refuse?

Not in a million years.

“My dick is rock-hard.” He tossed the belt to one side and donned a condom before squirting lube onto one palm. “Are you ready for me?”

“I have to have you, Sir.”

“Then let me in.” He lubricated a finger and eased past her sphincter muscle, making her moan.

“Nice,” she said. “It’s been too long since I’ve felt that.”

“I should put a plug in you all the time.”

“I’d be a turned-on mess, Sir, unable to think at all.”

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