Page 83 of Ivory's Ruin Romance

“Fuck,” he hissed. “Dammit, you’re so hot.”

Whether he meant literally or figuratively, she couldn’t find the strength to care. In the next moment, the flare of his cockhead dipped into her sex, and she squeezed her eyes shut, dying and reviving over and over as she held herself in place. Even with two inches, he felt thick, stretching her walls and nudging a place inside that could easily send her over the edge.

A smack came down on her ass, and her legs involuntarily tugged against the belt. Oh no. She was losing it. She didn’t know how many spankings she'd taken but knew she couldn’t take much more.

A harder hit struck over the other. The sting hooked in deep, counteracted by the clench of her pussy on Adrian’s dick and followed by a rush of pleasure.

“What do you say?” he snarled.

“Thank you, sir,” she squeaked.

He pulled out, then pushed back in. They gasped in unison.

Two more hits. Two more thrusts. Two more thank yous.

She was going to break. There was no choice. Her orgasm built from deep inside, as unavoidable as the descent of a falling star or the unrelenting pull of gravity. Then it hit.

And it hit hard.

FORTY

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. He wasn’t going to last like this.

Ivory’s climax flashed as bright as a bolt of lightning, then rolled through them both like a clap of thunder. With one hand palming the bright prints blooming across her porcelain skin, he forced himself to take long, measured breaths.

But her pussy was hell-bent on coaxing him in, mercilessly gripping his dick as she came. He was going to explode any minute now.

Shit. He pulled out and yanked on his balls with a shuddered exhale. As much as he needed to come, he didn’t have anything to clean her up with. The ride back would be uncomfortable enough with a sore ass, and he already felt bad about the cut on her finger. After today, she deserved a whole night of aftercare, and he was determined to give it to her.

Being inside her felt like heaven. Pure, unfettered bliss. It was as good as any joyride—no, better.

Not to mention how unequivocally captivating she was, that heart-shaped ass framed by the gentle arch of her back, a hint of her soft breasts showing through her sweater as they pushed up against the desk. Her legs were another story, plump enough to give him something to grab onto, slender enough to be made of sexy curves that ran from her hips down to her calves.

Still quaking from the orgasm, her clipped gasps filled the room, then concluded with a final, breathless groan that made his dick twitch in agony.

“You’re fucking gorgeous,” he whispered as she relaxed. He bent to kiss her reddened cheek and removed her restraints. She hadn’t broken through the ribbon, but the bow had gotten dangerously close to slipping out.

Still, she’d taken every hit and thanked him for it. If things kept going like this, he’d have to get more creative with the punishments because she was too good at not breaking the rules.

Gliding his hands up her sides, he smiled as she shivered at his touch. Her clothes were still damp from the rain, but her skin was warm, and her hair had dried into long veins of amethyst.

“Come here,” he muttered, pulling her up and turning her in his arms.

She sighed and leaned into his shoulder, resting her parted lips against his neck.

“Was I good?” she whispered. Her voice sounded airy like she was still floating on cloud nine. He couldn’t be prouder.

“So good,” he replied. “So very, very good.” He threaded his hand through her hair and brought her hips to his, indulging in a feather-light kiss, savoring her skin and the plump of her lip.

Then he froze. Her hand had found his dick, still pulsing with need and nudging into her belly.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” he choked out and pushed it down.

“I want to,” she said softly, leaning back to search his face.

As much as he wanted to control himself and be the knight she praised him as, he was sure her effects on him were more than clear. Even he could feel the tick in his jaw, the grimace pulling at the corner of his mouth. The tightness of his skin under her warm palm.

“For me?” she added. Her jade eyes drifted to the open doorway and the light that spilled in. “Today has been wonderful, so new and different in so many ways. Refreshing. Being with you helped me overwrite so many negative thoughts, so many heavy feelings.” She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “There’s just one more thing I need to do. If you’ll let me.”

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