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Nathan’s jaw tightened, and he spoke through clenched teeth. “Are you trying to rub your needy clit against my cock to make yourself come?”

She panted softly, her hands curling and uncurling, creating wrinkles in the duvet. The muscles at the base of his spine twitched and tightened. He needed to stop before he came with his cock nestled in her folds, but not deep inside her where he wanted to be.

He released his shaft and spanked her gently. “Naughty girl. Who decides when your clit gets petted?”

“You do, Nathan.”

The soft submission in her voice made him want to fuck her until she passed out. “Who’s going to fill you up, give your pretty pussy a nice cock to squeeze?”

“You are, Nathan,” she panted, and fuck if that didn’t sound a lot like, You are, Master.

Chapter 14

Nathan stroked the line of Tara’s spine with his palm, smiling as she shivered.

“When I’m done fucking you, who’s going to get on her knees and clean my cock with her tongue?” he asked.

“Me. Me.” She licked her lips, eyes now partially open though unfocused.

“Good girl.” Nathan notched his tip at her entrance. “Ready to take my cock in this tight little pussy?”

He thrust in just enough to seat the aching head of his dick inside her. Her vagina was soft, warm, and wet around him.

“Yes, Nathan,” she gasped.

“Up on your toes,” he commanded, wanting her hips just a little higher up so his cock wasn’t angled down as he thrust.

She popped up another inch, and he braced her legs with his own, taking some of the pressure off her calves.

Time to finally, finally, enter her. Nathan planted his feet, reaffirmed his grip on her hips and ass, and yanked her ass back—pulling her onto his cock rather than thrusting his hips forward.

They both moaned once he was fully seated inside her.

“You look so good like this.” His voice was rough. “Bent over the bed, sore tits smashed against the mattress, ass red from being spanked.” He pulled out halfway, then thrust in again. “And my cock in your pretty, needy, pussy.”

“Nathan, pleas?—”

He grinned when her word cut off as he pulled out and thrust in hard and fast, her ass jiggling as his hips spanked her.

“What was that?”

“Nathan, pl?—”

This time, she stopped mid-word to gasp as he ground his hips against hers. He bit back a curse of pleasure as he felt the head of his cock rubbing inside her with the movement.

“Don’t stop,” she stammered. “Please don’t stop.”

“Don’t stop fucking you?” He rewarded her begging with half a dozen deep, rough thrusts. The angle wasn’t quite right, but this felt too good for him to want to pull out and make adjustments.

“Don’t stop talking to me.” Tara’s voice was low, a little hesitant, almost like she was reluctant to speak.

Wait, was she embarrassed?

“Does my smart, pretty sub like to be told what a hot cunt she has?”

Tara ground back against him in an affirmative response. Of course she liked it. The woman was fucking perfect.

“Do you like hearing how tight you are around my cock?” Nathan started fucking her in earnest, leaning slightly forward over her as he thrust, his hands cupping her waist.

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