Page 74 of Bulletproof Love

“I’m sorry,” I say once I reach her. And I mean it. I really fucking do. Everything feels awkward. I don’t know what to do with my hands. Should I reach for her? Hold her?

“Jasper, what the hell?” There’s a hint of warmth in her gaze but as her eyes scrutinize me, it turns to flames licking skin.She knows what I need.“Save the excuses.”

Head hung low, I follow her upstairs. She all but shoves me into the shower, silent the entire time. I don’t deserve her kindness anyway.

Once I’m washed, she walks me into her bedroom, locking the door behind her. The apartment is quiet, but I don’t ask questions.

“You were bad, weren’t you?” I nod, unable to meet her gaze. “You want to be punished? To pay for your mistakes?”

“Please. Punish me. Make it hurt.” I barely recognize my pleading tone. “I fucked up bad, baby.”

“I’m not your baby,” she says. “Bend over the bed.”

I’m already hard as a steel rod. What the fuck is wrong with me?

I obey, bending at the waist until my torso rests flat on the soft bed. Anticipation sends a rush through my veins, sparking the tiniest bit of hope through me. “Tell me your safe word.”

My head swims, but I mutter out the first thing I think of. “Banana.” A hint of a smile grazes her lips before she schools them back into a line. She pushes me into the bed, standing behind me.

I’ve barely taken a breath before her palm connects with my ass. “Fuck,” I groan into the blanket. She does it again and again, spanking me with all her strength, alternating sides until tears leak from my eyes and my cock throbs. I bite my lip to keep from crying out.

“You fucked up and now you’ll pay.” She grabs something from the side of the bed, and I feel a different sensation. Sharper. More painful against my raw skin. A flogger, maybe? She whacks my thighs, outside and inside, before dragging the leather up and through my crack. “You like that, don’t you?”

I should lie. Tell her no. But it’s obvious that I love every second she hurts me. “Yes.” She flogs me again until I suck air between my teeth, hissing every curse I know. “Please.”

“Don’t beg. You deserve this, so take every second.” Each time she strikes, I rock into the bed, so close to coming all over her clean linen. She hurls insults and I soak them in, needing this. Loving her putting me in my place.

“You scum.”Paddle.“You waste of space.”Smack.“This ass deserves to get fucked raw.”

“Oh God, please, baby,” I plead. I cry. I’m fucking gone for her. “Please fuck my ass.”

“Get on the bed.” I push up to stand and almost collapse on my shaking legs. When I glance back at her, my mouth waters. She’s wearing nothing but a harness that holds a huge flesh-colored dildo. Fucking hell, she’s hot. I can’t tell which one of us loves this more. I’ve never had my ass fucked. Never had more than a finger in there while getting my dick sucked. But I’d let her tear me open with a smile on my face. “Hands and knees, you filthy slut.”

With another spanking, she positions herself behind me. Cool liquid leaks down my ass and onto the bed. I groan as I feel pressure against my hole, stretching me. There’s no pain. Shocked, I glance back and see that she’s holding something—a small toy. I arch as it slides in, her name spilling from my lips.

“I’m getting this hole nice and ready for my cock.” She pumps it in and out, and it takes every ounce of restraint in me not to fist my dick.

“Please,” I beg. “Make it hurt.”

She freezes behind me, but only for a moment before pulling the toy out. I hear the bottle uncapping and feel more liquid run between my spread cheeks. Then she’s there, lined up with my hole. I’m so hard, I could burst. I want this. I want her to hurt me so bad that I won’t be able to sit for days.

In one swift thrust, she fucks into me and the burn is the most painful thing I’ve ever felt. Even with the lube, I’m stretched and stuffed beyond what I’d ever thought imaginable. “Oh, fuck!”

I groan.

I scream.

I curse her name.

“Take it,” she says roughly. “You dirty little whore.” She punctuates with another hard spank.

She moans with me as she fucks me, and I just know her cunt is sopping wet. My body accommodates her, and we pick up a rhythm. “Harder,” I groan.

“Fuck!” she screams, slamming into me, balls deep. “Get on your back.”

I’m panting and crying, saliva leaking down my chin, but I obey like her good little slut, turning over and holding my legs to my chest. She takes a second to rake me over with heady eyes, before squeezing more lube over my hole.

“I want to see your face when I finally let you come on my cock.” She pushes into me to the hilt. Pounding me with fury in her eyes.

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