Page 70 of Undone

Forcing himself to pull away,Dylan set down the brush and picked up the crop next. He whipped his palm harder in front of Erin’s face, making her eyes open at the sharp slap.

If his palm could take that strike, so could her ass.

But unlike the rest of her, he didn’t want her ass pink, he wanted it as red as Ford had made it two days ago. He wanted his marks to cover any that remained from his facilities manager.

Was it like a dog marking a bush after another male peed on it? Sure. He also didn’t care if anyone thought that.

He lightly tapped the wide leather end of the riding crop all over her body, only striking her slightly harder on her breasts and nipples.

“You know the word to say if it gets to be too much. Do you need a reminder?”

“No,” she groaned. “I know what it is.”

“Good…” He then frowned when he realized they needed to get to know each other all over again. A lot changed in seventeen years. “Do you like praise?”

“I do,” came out on a breath.

“Then… good girl.” He bopped her playfully on her nose with the crop. “I don’t want to do anything you’re not comfortablewith. Or do anything that turns you off. So, if I do, use pineapple.”

“I will. Promise.”

“Good girl,” he whispered.

Did she shudder?Well, then.Yes, he was liking this version of Erin. A hell of a lot.

Maybe instead of being jealous, he really should thank Ford for helping her to discover her inner kink.

He’d consider it. But right now, he had more important things to do. One of them being turning her ass a gorgeous shade of red.

He smoothed his palm over one cheek, then the other, before picking his target and striking it. He made sure to hold back and not put all his strength behind it. He wanted her to enjoy it, not suffer or injure her. He’d also preferred her adrenaline to kick in before cropping her any harder.

Despite his impatience, he restrained himself until her ass cheeks were just on the cusp of red. Once they were, he warned, “I won’t be holding back anymore. You know what to do if it becomes too much.”

He couldn’t see her face, but he could see her nod. So, with that, he let the crop fly. He left marks that began to rise into welts all over both cheeks, making her ass remind him of a peppermint stick.

Good enough to lick.

She did not use her word or cry out in pain, instead she seemed to fall into a blissful state.

The result was perfect.

“Holy shit, that’s a beautiful sight,” he whispered while rubbing his uncomfortably hard erection through his jeans. He wouldn’t be surprised if his cock now had a permanent impression of his zipper.

He came around, tipped her chin up to check to see how far she had fallen into her subspace and whispered again, “So damn beautiful.”

Oh yes, she enjoyed her ass getting spanked or whipped. Her relaxed state confirmed it.

He dragged a thumb over her full bottom lip and asked softly, “All good?”

She nodded.

With that, he took her mouth again. He wanted to nudge her out of her trance enough so she could answer an important question he should’ve asked before they started. Apparently, he had lost his head at the thought of finally fucking Erin and he needed to get his shit together before continuing.

It took a few seconds before she responded to the kiss but when she did, it quickly turned frenzied. They couldn’t get enough of each other’s mouths. He grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed it hard, rubbing his thumb back and forth over the pebbled tip.

With a groan, he reluctantly broke free. He tossed the crop aside so he could unfasten his belt and jeans. He paused with his hands on the waistband. “Are you on birth control?”

When she nodded, a lock of dark brown hair got caught on her eyelashes. He swept it away since she couldn’t. As a Dominant, it was his job to take care of her when she couldn’t take care of herself. That included looking out for her best interests. “Do you want me to use a condom?”

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