Page 47 of Under His Command

“You’re going to make me come again, sir.”

“Control it, imp, until I plant my cock deep.”

“I don’t know that I can.”

His hand came down sharply on each cheek. The spanks sent ripples of sensation and heat to her already aching center, not helping her situation at all.

“Try hard for me, Cassie.”

“Yes, sir.”

His tongue slowly circled her clit in time to his two-fingered thrusts, and when she moaned helplessly at the unrivaled pleasure, he added a third.

“Please, anymore, and I’ll come,” she cried.

“No, you won’t. Not until I’m ready for you, too. Understand?”

“Yes,” she groaned, although she wasn’t at all convincing.

Her legs were shaking from the control she was exerting when he lowered her to her knees and knelt between her feet. She felt his hand on her bottom as he guided his cock to her untried opening. Steadying her with a hand splayed over the small of her back, the broad, smooth tip entered her. Unhurried, he eased his cock inside her.

She made a little squeaking noise as the air caught in her throat, and she felt a pinch as her muscles stretched to accommodate him.

“Breathe,” he ordered in a low, husky tone. “Holding it makes you tense up. Inhale deep and blow out slowly. It will help you relax and take me.”

Doing as he said, she sucked in a long gulp of air and blew it out. When she did, he moved inside farther. Now seated enough not to need his hands, he slid one around in front and found her clit. As he circled it and rubbed steadily, she continued to breathe like he instructed, and he sank in more. With care, he took his time until she felt the warmth of him against the backs of her thighs, and her bottom.

Flynn released her from the headboard, but he didn’t uncuff her. He pulled her up, and with her back to his front, lifted her arms over his head and hooked them behind his neck. With her bound to him now, he began to move, his hand working her pussy in front while his cock glided steady and deep in her ass. He still had one hand free and slid it up to palm one breast, while his thumb and forefinger rolled her nipple.

“Mmm, Flynn,” she moaned. “I’m scary full, but it feels really good.”

He pinched, tugging on the tip firmly while his other hand slipped farther between her thighs. Then, with the thumb on her clit busily thrumming, he plunged two fingers into her pussy without ever breaking the rhythm.

“You feel more than good,” he murmured huskily in her ear. “Snug, and warm and gripping my cock, your ass is incredible. And, while I like hearing you moan and whisper my name, we’re at the club. I expect to hear, sir. Master or commander will do nicely as well.” His mouth opened on her neck and he licked his way up to her ear. “Let me hear you say it, Cassie.”

“Commander,” she replied, panting as his unrelenting hands and slow pumping propelled her toward another climax.

“Very nice,” he growled as he sucked on her earlobe, nipping it with his teeth. “How’s this, imp? Still bored?”

“No, never.” She bent her head to the side, offering him complete access. “Any more spice, and I’ll be a blob of quivering jelly on the sheets.”

“We’ll need to build your endurance. Because this is only round two and I’ve got more planned for you tonight.”

“It’s round three for me, four with the double orgasm, but yes, please, and thank you, sir.”

“I aim to please you until you come screaming, sweet Cassie. Would you like that?”

“You mean more than you already have? That much pleasure might kill me, but I’m willing to give it the old college try.”

He tweaked a nipple. When she yelped, he gave it a firm pinch as he gently chided, “You’re a sassy imp tonight. And here I am out of hands.” He moved to the other breast and rolled and pinched its hard peak.

“Sorry, sir. I’ll be good, just don’t stop.”

“Now, what would be the fun of that?”

His hand left her breast and slid up to her jaw, turning her head until he held her gaze. With his prodigious cock penetrating deeper, and the hand between her thighs working her pussy faster, particularly his tireless thumb on her clit, he waited until a keening moan of need rose from her throat. Only then, with his lips barely brushing hers, did her commander speak the words she’d been waiting for.

“You may come now, baby.”

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