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He uses the butt plug to scoop up the lube before slowly pushing it inside of me, waiting for me to fully relax before he pushes it all the way in. This one is bigger than the last one he used on me, and I’m terrified to move from this position.

“I should make you count while I spank you,” he tells me, making me tense up with anticipation. “But, you’re already hurt. I’m not going to add to that.”

Silently, I curse the man that shoved my head into a dashboard and gave me a concussion.

“Do it,” I command Cain. His body tenses behind me, not expecting those words to come from me. I can feel his hesitation. He might put up a tough act, but when it comes to me, he’s always gentle. I want his rough side. “Show me why, next time, I shouldn’t walk. Show me why I should run as fast as I can and pray you catch me.”

A groan slips out of him as he rubs his erection against me, clearly affected by my words. “Fuck, baby.”

He rubs his hands against my ass, priming my skin for the punishment he’s about to give me. “Count with me,” he commands.

Before I can prepare myself, a sharp slap fills the room, followed by a sting only a moment later.

“One,” I choke out. I should have thought about this more. The pain is more than I expected, especially when I thought this would be an erotic experience.

Smack.

“Two.”

Smack.

“Three.”

By this one, I’ve accepted the pain and allowed myself to feel everything else, including the way the plug moves inside of me as my body shakes. If he wasn’t still keeping my legs separated, I’d be rubbing my thighs together.

Smack.

“Four. Please,” I beg.

“Please, what?” he asks as he rubs my stinging skin. There’s only one thing I want right now.

“Fuck me.”

Smack.

“No. Count.”

“Five,” I whimper.

He backs away from me and rummages through his nightstand again, making me think the punishment is over. Disappointment floods through me. If it were up to me, we would do this until he finally caved and buried his cock inside of me.

When he comes back, he holds something to my face. “Open your mouth,” he instructs. I obey without hesitation, and he sticks something inside of it, not needing to give me the rest of my instructions. My lips close around it as I suck on the silicone material, wetting it with my saliva.

He pulls it out with a plop!

I should have looked to see what he had in mind, but sometimes, the mystery is more of a turn on for me.

He presses the object against my pussy, pushing part of it inside of me while the rest sits against my clit. “Remember this?” he asks once it’s fully inserted. “We have some good memories with this little toy.”

He uses the remote to turn it on, but doesn’t stop there. As I get used to feeling it inside of me, he turns the power up, making me stand up on my toes in an attempt to escape the intense sensations.

Satisfied with his new idea, he throws the remote on the bed and returns to his task. His hand lands savagely against me, making me cry out from the pleasure. The vibrations, combined with the butt plug and his hand still spanking me is almost too much to handle all at once.

“Count, Ainsley,” he barks out. I scramble, trying to remember the last number we left off on.

“Six!”

His hand lands against me repeatedly, not letting me get a break as I scream out the numbers. By the time we hit twelve, I’m screaming out the number as an orgasm rips through my body, making me see stars across my closed eyelids.

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