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“Not there yet…” he stated.

“Where is that, Sir?”

“Where we need to be.”

That belt… he’d yet to use it.

I heard it in the air before it landed, and when it struck, I saw stars. They danced across my vision and air rushed from my lungs.

“Mhm…” I pleaded.

“Now you hear me?” he asked.

“I…” Everything faded out to a buzz, and I couldn’t focus. I could feel the texture of whatever I was gripping. And…

Pain flared and then turned into an explosion of pleasure stretching over my entire body.

“Can I please?” I asked in a rush, but I didn’t know why.

“Fuck!”

The buzzing was back, and this time I leaned into it. I welcomed the sensations until they cloaked me in a darkness so warm that closing my eyes seemed like the only viable thing to do.

CHAPTER 17

Ezra

My head had never been clearer. I was riding a high so big I knew it was going to be a long evening. Renee was nestled in bed with a blanket over her while I cleaned the floor. I’d spanked her pussy, and she’d come several times, squirting on the floor and chair. I propped the chair up to be cleaned later.

I washed my hands and then walked back into the bedroom to see her looking at me. She was awake.

“Haven…”

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Yes, and no.” Her voice was scratchy from all the screaming and moaning.

“Pull the blanket off you,” I ordered as I stripped. “Spread your legs and spread your cunt lips for me.”

“Oh, my,” she muttered, but I heard her.

“Tell me what I’m going to find when I get over there.”

“I’m messy. My thighs, pussy, and even down to my ass.”

“Good, because I’m hungry.” I got on the bed from the bottom and saw her glistening for me.

“Haven… I-I…”

My lips closed over her clit, and I sucked the small bud into my mouth before tracing around it with my tongue. Her sweetness exploded across my taste buds, and I moaned in approval. Tongue kissing it, I smacked my lips, and slurped her goodness into my mouth.

“Oh, god! Haven, yeeeees!”

Her eager cries urged me on. She dripped from my lips, and I could feel her coating my beard. She was in my nose, on my face, and the only thing I tasted. No complaints.

She was close to her orgasm, but I wanted this sticky mess for myself. I cuffed her to the headboard with the ones secured in the hidden compartments in the frame. I added two pillows beneath her hips, and they raised her to the right height. Then I connected her feet to the ones at the bottom, spreading her for me.

“Next time, when we’re talking, don’t walk away. In the middle of a discussion, don’t shut down.” I entered her slowly, enjoying how she adjusted to fit me. “Tantrums… yeah, you’re going to pay for that, too.”

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