Page 34 of First Impressions
What?How could there be more? Her body felt like jello. Before she had a chance to respond, she felt cool air followed by the warm trail of his finger down her back to her butt as he unzipped the back of her gown. As it parted, she lifted her arms and let it plummet to the floor, leaving her standing naked save her heels and white thong. She attempted to turn around to face him, but his hands tightened on her hips preventing it.
“No. I won’t be able to control myself if you turn around now and I promised to punish you.”
His voice was tight and she easily believed that he was on the verge of losing control, his desire still wound tight as she could feel his erection straining against his pants.
“Bend over onto the bed,” he commanded, his voice suddenly very stern.
Oh God.
“Are you really going to sp—”
“Bend. Over.” His hand applying light pressure to her lower back. “Don’t make this worse for yourself,” scolding her before her defiance got her in bigger trouble.
She bent over, her forearms resting on top of the bed. Her legs spread slightly, she arched her back slightly, knowing that it would give him a better view of her ass and exposed folds.
She smiled as she heard his sharp intake of breath, relishing in the power she exerted over him with such a subtle movement.
“God, you are perfect.”
Well, that’s a step up from tolerable.
SMACK.
“Think it again and I’ll double your punishment.” She flinched when his hand contacted her bare ass cheek. He hadn’t hit her hard, but she had a feeling that it had only been the warning strike.
“Yes,” she said quietly, anticipation electrifying all her senses.
Pleased with her response, she felt his fingers part her folds again to find her core, massaging her as she began to climb to her peak again. She closed her eyes and forgot about her punishment, reveling in the pleasure that was spreading throughout her body. Just when the first waves of her climax were about to start, his thumb stopped and his left hand came down hard on her ass cheeks. Her eyes jolted open and she squeaked in surprise and pain.Or was it pleasure?
“That was for misjudging me and my words the first time we met.” His voice was hard with restrained desire. His right hand returned to pleasuring her; her core’s sensitivity heightened from her first climax and from his punishment. Each flick of his thumb brought her torturously close tosatisfaction. His left hand was now gently rubbing her ass cheeks admiringly as they began to color from him assault.
Again, she lost herself in all the sensations he was inflicting on her. She found it impossible to keep her eyes open, her lids heavy as she lost all sense of her surroundings, barely cognizant of the fact that the noise off in the background was her moaning.
SMACK.
Again, he had shocked her from her stupor. His hand hitting her ass sending a sharp burst of pleasure -definitely pleasure this time -right to her core; gasping, she almost climaxed at that moment, feeling her insides clench and wetness spread down her thighs.
She heard him groan loudly.
“Not. Yet.You come when I say so.”It was definitely a command that she hoped she could obey. “That, was for provoking me with the letter.”
His hands returned to their prior, agonizing movements. Beth had to bite her lip, the pleasure was so intense, she wasn’t sure how much longer she could obey him and hold on.
“Darcy,” she moaned his name. “Please.”She begged him as he applied more pressure to her core.
“Hold on for me, baby. Just one more. You’re almost there.” He promised her. “God, you’re so pink and so wet. I want to taste you, but not now.”
She was going to pass out, she was sure of it. She barely registered his words, all she could do was feel her orgasm build and fight to keep it at bay; it was taking all of her strength. Just when she knew she couldn’t hold on any long, she felt his left hand come down hard on her ass one last time and vaguely registered his command, “Come for me now, baby.Now.” Burning pleasure shot straight to her core as he rammed two fingers deep inside her and stroked her clit. She shattered, screaming his name, as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her leaving her completely senseless.
Before the tremors had barely begun to subside, she heard the rustle of his pants as they hit the floor and he flipped her onto her back, her hands falling above her head. Beforeshe could move to cover herself, he grabbed her wrists and secured them together with his tie. Moving swiftly around to the side of the bed, he attached the tie to the headboard effectively strapping her to the bed. His task completed, he returned to the foot of the bed, standing between her thighs, taking in the view. She saw the raw, savage hunger in his eyes as he looked over her body.
“Fuck, I can’t wait.”
The pain of his restraint shadowed his features before he gave in to his need. She barely had a moment for her pleasure-dulled vision to take in the size of him before he spread her thighs and thrust himself into her body in one smooth motion, relief and confusion crossing his face as he looked at hers. She winced slightly on his entry, her two orgasms not quite enough to prepare her body for his size, as the remnant of her virginity was obliterated.
“I can’t. Go. Slow.” His face was tortured from having hurt her.
She’d lost her ability to speak long ago, so she did the only thing she could think and rocked her hips up towards his, taking in the last bit of his erection.
