Page 92 of Gamble
“Spread your legs for me.” It was a command. One that took her a few seconds to register before obeying. “Beautiful. I was hoping I’d be able to see your juices this way, and you don’t disappoint, Reagan. You like getting your ass warmed, don’t you?”
What does one say to that question?
A fast volley of lashes took her breath away with their accumulated heat. Elijah had widened his target range, letting strokes fall higher against her back before moving lower to pelt the back of her legs. The steady line of lashes built up the heat not only on her skin, but with each passing minute the heat in her pussy grew until all she could think about was having Elijah inside of her, putting out that fire with his cock.
“Elijah,” she called—part protest, part plea.
“Reagan,” he replied. She could almost hear the smile on his lips.
A particularly loud crack filled the air just before the closest thing to pain she’d felt that evening exploded across her left butt cheek.
She lifted onto her toes, dancing around and wiggling her bottom in an attempt to bring her butt relief, but that didn’t deter Elijah from delivering the stroke’s twin onto her right butt cheek next.
The blooming heat across her ass brought tears to her eyes. He’d said he wouldn’t hurt her, but…
His body crushed against her back, pressing her arms into the wood of the cross as Elijah wrapped his arms around her, dropping his right hand to cup her pussy.
Reagan suspected her face was as pink as her punished ass was out of sheer embarrassment when Elijah’s fingers teased her.
“You’re so fucking wet. I think you’re liking your introduction to the flogger, don’t you, baby?”
He wasn’t wrong.
Crack!
“Owie,” she cried out as his right palm connected with her ass cheek. “What was that for?” she cried out.
“Just a little lesson that while we’re here at Black Light, I need you to call me Sir. When I ask you a question, you’ll answer me with a ‘yes Sir’ or ‘no Sir’. Can you do that for me, baby?”
“Yes,” she answered breathlessly.
Crack!
Shit.
“Yes, Sir!” she called out.
“Good girl.”
She heard his pleasure in his praise, and something inside her flip-flopped at the thought of being his good girl. Theexistence of a good girl somehow implied that there were also bad girls. She couldn’t even think about what might happen to a bad girl. Not tonight, anyway.
Elijah had stepped away again. She heard the swish of the leather just before it connected with her back and butt again and again. Each lash helped to drive out her anxious thoughts, leaving her a simple ball of need.
She was sure she could feel the pulsing beat of her heart throbbing with need in her exposed pussy. She could feel pussy juice dripping down her inner thighs she was so turned on, tickling her as it moved down her leg.
The sound of the heavy flogger hitting the ground was about the only warning she got that Elijah was moving onto the next phase of their scene.
Hands gripped her hips pulling the bottom half of her body backward while simultaneously lifting her feet off the floor.
Elijah’s claiming of her pussy stole the last conscious thread of control she had. He’d filled her completely in one strong thrust, burying himself balls deep. For just a second, he held still, allowing her body to acclimate to his girth, but only a second. Like a man possessed, he truly fucked her hard and fast. Exactly as she’d been desperate for.
“Take what I give you, Reagan. That’s it. Be my good girl and take my cock. I’m going to shoot my cum inside you, baby. Mark you as mine. If you don’t want that, say yellow now because if you don’t, you’re gonna get a full load of cum deep in your pussy.”
The combination of his dirty words and even dirtier fucking tipped Reagan into the strongest orgasm of her entire life. White lights exploded behind her closed eyes as she felt her body being lifted even higher, giving Elijah a new, deeper angle to pound her.
Despite coming just a minute before she could feel her clit pulsing to the beat of her Dom’s fucking.
“Come again for me, baby,” he said as he stretched down to pinch her clit as the tip of his dick pounded into her g-spot.
