Page 105 of My Sweetest Temptation

But I needed to punish her first.

“Turn around and lay on your stomach,” I ordered her. My eyes narrowed as she hesitated. “Now, Winter, or I’ll do it myself,” I added, backing up a bit to allow her room.

Winter’s throat bobbed as she reluctantly turned and kneeled before me. I looked down at the position she was in and internally groaned. “Strip,” I instructed.

She glanced over her shoulder at me. “Why?” The word escaped her lips in a breathless whisper.

I paused, considering her question before responding with a simple, “Just do it.” I gripped the metal bar tightly to keep from bursting out of my skin.

Obediently, she began to undress, tossing her clothes on the floor. “Now what?” she asked.

“Get into position,” I growled. “Flat on your stomach, legs spread, and arms tucked between your legs.”

Surprisingly, she did exactly what I told her to do.

I secured the leather cuffs around her wrists and ankles. What a beautiful sight. Winter lay helplessly restrained, her wrists and ankles secured to the bar, her body completely wide open for me.

Her ass and pussy were up in the air, begging to be touched, licked, and fucked.

“Nico?” she asked, her voice strained.

“I have to say, Angel, I could get used to seeing you like this all the time,” I murmured.

I trailed my fingers along her spine, making her shiver, and rubbed her ass cheeks in slow motion. “As much as I want to fuck you like this…” I pressed a kiss on the base of her spine and lingered,already hard as fuck taking in the smell of her wet pussy. “This is all you will get,” I said, my voice low and stern. “For now.”

Without warning, I delivered a sharp smack to her ass. Winter cried out, her face buried in the pillow. I delivered another strike.

Now she was soaking wet, and I couldn’t resist leaning down and licking her folds. She writhed against the restraints, her body arching perfectly, inviting me for more.

My gaze was fixed on the spreader bar that had her in the perfect position for me to pull out my cock and ram it inside its rightful place, but I held back.

Her pussy wasn’t ready for my dick. Not for what I had planned for her.

I stared down at her round ass and grabbed the whip and gave her another smack. Her ass now flushed with a crimson hue.

“Ahh...Oh, God!” she cried out in pleasure and pain.

The sound alone was enough to awaken the possessive beast within me, reminding me that her body would only respond to my touch, and mine alone. I wanted to mark her, claim her, ensure she understood the depth of my possession.

Inhaling her sweet scent, my control slipped further. I reached for the zipper of my pants, ready for my dick to explore her?—

“Nico!” Lo called from somewhere in the house.

“Fuck,” I muttered. I didn’t want to stop; I needed to continue what we’d started, but I knew I had to wait.

“Sorry, Angel,” I whispered, placing a kiss on her ass. “We’ll continue this later. I promise.” I covered her with a sheet, my eyes never leaving her face.

I straightened my clothes and raging hard on, and strode to the door, making sure to close it so he wouldn’t see my angel sprawled on the bed. No one got to see her that way but me.

“What?” I yelled when I whipped the door open.

Lo raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms across his chest. “Dude, what the fuck? I’ve been trying to reach you since the meeting. We need to close this damn deal; you know that.”

Fucking hell. This was what Winter did to me—threw me off my game.

“Just go wait downstairs. I’ll be out in a minute,” I barked, trying to sound more composed than I felt.

Lo’s gaze shifted to the door behind me, then back to my face, a smirk creeping onto his lips. “Do I even want to know?”

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