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Her voice was angelic as she screamed, moaned, and begged.

“More,” she rasped. “Fuck me. Please fuck me, Sir.”

I dragged my cock back slowly until I was almost completely out of her, and then drove forward. A rhythm set between us, my lungs dragging in hurried breaths as I fucked her.

“Thank you, Sir.”

Fuck. She was learning fast. She gave thanks repeatedly with each thrust like a good girl. I leaned over her, wrapping my arms around her body and cupping her breasts. Her littlethank yousfaltered as I twisted her nipples, her cunt spasming around me.

She was so fucking close again.

The pillory shook with each thrust, the metal rattling against the wood. I closed my eyes, inhaling the sweet scent of her. Intoxicating. I sank my teeth into her skin, listening for her sharp cry, feeling her tense as the pain registered. I licked my lips as I studied the indentions my bite left, kissing down her back as I straightened.

I slowed down the pace, making every thrust punch. I was so close to filling her with every drop I’d been saving for her.

“Please. Please.”

I couldn’t hold back anymore. I pumped deep inside her and then released, gasping sharply as I climaxed. Cum spurted from me, filling her with every drop.

My muscles slackened, my head tipping back. I stayed like that until my orgasm tapered off, and then I blinked, coming back to reality. I looked down at her body, soaking up the sight of her.

“Thank you, Sir.”

Fuck.She was perfect. “You’re welcome,” I said, pulling out of her slowly.

I took the condom off and cleaned up quickly before unlatching her, pulling her into my arms. She was limp, her head collapsing against my chest as I held her to me.

“Hold onto me,” I murmured.

Her arms slid around my neck as I carried her to a soft chaise and settled, still cradling her. I felt her tears against my skin and pressed kisses to her head, stroking her gently.

“How are you doing?” I asked softly.

All she did was nod. I didn’t know if that was good or not. I swallowed hard, thinking about how I should have set up more symbols to communicate.

Pepper lifted her head slightly. “Green.”

I breathed out, my tension loosening. Her head nestled against me and I closed my eyes, letting the aftermath of our scene together settle.

More than anything now, I wanted to get us home and in bed.

“Pepper,” I said softly. “Do you want to come home with me tonight?”

“Come to my place,” she said. “Sleep over. It’s closer.”

“Okay, baby,” I said. “I’ll get us home.”

TWENTY-SEVEN

SALT

I carriedPepper through her front door and kicked it shut behind us, locking it quickly. She’d fallen asleep in the Uber and I was doing my best not to wake her, but I felt like I’d have to. She needed water and some food, and we both needed a shower. It was already two in the morning, but I knew if we went to sleep now, we wouldn’t feel good in the morning.

“Baby,” I whispered as I flipped on the lights. “We’re home. You need food and water.”

She lifted her head and blinked a few times. “Oh. How long did I fall asleep for?”

“A bit,” I said.

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