Page 56 of About Time

I decide to ignore the infraction, for now at least, and keep torturing her. My fingers stroke beneath her belly button down until I reach her mound. I tease the soft, bare skin with a light touch. “Even these lips?”

“No, not those,” she says breathlessly.

That’s two times she’s forgotten how this dynamic works. I slap her pussy, and she yanks at her binds, a moan working up from her throat.

“No what?” I remind her.

“No Sir,” she breathes out.

“Tonight this is mine, and I’ll do what I want with you,” I tell her.

She trembles as I move the rest of the way down her body, and drape her legs over both of my shoulders.

This is only supposed to be a tease, but the moment I taste her I can’t stop. I work her clit with my tongue and suck on it as I plunge my fingers into her wet heat. She’s more than ready for me, but I want to make her scream. I curl my fingers against that spot inside that sends her into orbit. She’s whimpering and moaning quietly, but it’s not enough.

I need more from her. I need everything, but what I get is this moment, I have to make every moment I get with her count.

After I’ve forced another orgasm from her, I climb off the bed to strip out of my clothes. I open the drawer on my nightstand and retrieve a condom. I tear open the package with my teeth and work it down my aching dick.

For a second, I think I see a look of disappointment cross her face. We didn’t talk about protection, so I assume she’d want me to use it. I haven’t exactly been celibate the last few years. I don’t know how many men have come since our divorce, but I also don’t have a right to ask her that. I’d love nothing better than to sink into her bare, but I can’t risk getting her pregnant again. Last time, I barely survived losing our baby and then her. I’m pretty sure my liver will never fully heal from the time I spent trying to drink myself numb.

I look down into her eyes, and the urge to uncuff her and make love to her is strong. Too strong. I know it would blur lines she already made clear need to be maintained. My body isn’t all the way on board with where my mind is going, and I’ve already uncuffed her when I decide it would be a bad idea.

Not wanting to scare her away with the sappy nature of my feelings, I climb off the bed. “Come here and lean over the bed,” I order her. This puts us back on safe ground.

Re-establishing boundaries is a good idea and will allow this to continue as long as she’s here. One night will never be enough with her. A lifetime would be too short, but I will have to be grateful for the time I do get with her.

I step back and spank her ass. Hattie yelps and glares at me over her shoulder. I swat her other cheek. “Have you forgotten the rules, Doll?”

I can see the realization sink in. “No Sir,” she says softly and lowers her head down in front of her.

This time when I strike her bottom, I do it low and cover her pussy and part of both her thighs. “Why are you being spanked?”

“Because I gave you attitude, Sir.”

“What are you?” I ask her.

“I am your toy, Sir.”

“That’s right, and I’m going to play with you all night.”

I kick her legs open wider and sink into her in one punishing thrust. All sorts of dirty thoughts come tumbling out of my mouth. I haven’t unleashed this kink with anyone else, so being here with her like this feels like stretching muscles that haven’t been used in a long time.

“Fuck, your pussy feels amazing. How are you still this tight?”

She doesn’t answer but whimpers. My pace is punishing, but I can’t stop myself. I feel like I’ve gone into a rut, or some kind of primal instinct has taken over my brain.

I look down and watch my cock force its way inside her tiny cunt. I wish I didn’t have to wear the rubber and could feel more of her heat directly on my skin.

“You’re soaking my dick. Are you going to come again for me?” I can feel her pussy spasming around my cock.

I lean over her back and continue to drill with hard thrusts into her, but I really want to make her gush, so I reach around and start stroking her clit. I know she’s got to be overstimulated, having come twice already, but I am not about to go easy on her.

Hattie screams, and her muscles tighten even more, to the point it’s almost painful. It’s enough to throw me over the edge.I push in deep and feel my cock jerking inside of her as I fill the condom with my seed.

I pull out of her and go into the bathroom to clean up and get a washcloth. When I come back in the room, Hattie is curled into a ball in the middle of the bed. She whimpers when I open her legs to clean her up. I place a kiss above her pelvic bone.

“Rest while you can, Doll. I’ll play with you later.”

---