Page 78 of I Accidentally Hired a Shadow Walker
“Hmm.” He returned to his seat in front of me. “Have you found the right person?”
“Are you asking if I’ve ever let someone fuck me in the ass?” I asked.
And that got me a shadow slap right across my rear.
“Have you?” His voice sounded strained, like the thought alone upset him.
“If I say yes?” I couldn’t help myself.
Smack.
“Have you?” he repeated, eyes darkening as he watched me.
I bit my lip as I considered the strain in his voice and what it meant. I knew it; the sound of possession. Soon, this man would try to claim me. Would I let him? Instead of pushing him again, I answered simply. “Yes.”
SMACK!
“What was that for?” I lifted my head to look at him defiantly. “I answered you.”
“Never again.” His jaw tightened. “You belong to me now.”
“I belong to no one,” I said, even though I knew what the result would be.
SMACK!
I winced but thought about saying it again.It hurt so damn good!
I kept my eyes on him as his shadows worked my body. Soft caresses covered my ass before they spread across me, over my back, stomach, breasts, all the while keeping me bent over in front of him. I lifted my head again to see him sitting in front of me.
Raymond maintained his focus. His eyes carefully watched me as he directed his shadows, and the longer it went on, the more his dick grew. That was where my eyes were, focused on that area tightening beneath the fabric of his pants.
I froze when I realized he caught me. I was damn near salivating, imagining him without those damn pants. When I expected a smack, another punishment, he surprised me. Raymond phased out of view for a moment, and when he returned, he was completely naked. He sat in front of me, legs spread, dick hard and in full view.
The shadows carried me closer to him—so close, I could almost touch his dick with my tongue.
Raymond grabbed a handful of my hair and lifted my head so he could look me in the eye. “You want it?”
I bit my lip.
SMACK!
“I asked you a question, Jericha.” When he spoke, his voice felt like another set of hands, drawing every letter of my name across my flesh.
“Yes,” I moaned.
A moment later, I floated back from him. The shadows held me in the same position: bent over, forced submission. It felt like a challenge. If I protested, there would be more of his special…punishments. Something told me the smacks on the ass were introductory. I wasn’t ready to find out the next level.
Just as that thought moved through my mind, Raymond stood. He opened his hand, and slowly, a paddle board formed. Made of shadows, it had little studs along the face of it.
Can this man hear my damn thoughts or something?
“Tell me your safe word,” he instructed as he took slow steps around me.
“Honeybee,” I responded calmly.
“I knew it.” He stopped just to the right of me. “You really are a naughty girl, Jericha.” His hand rubbed my ass. “Let’s find out how naughty.”
I took a deep breath, the best way to prepare for what came next. The first smack of the paddle hurt more than I expected. It stung a little but wasn’t too bad. The second came soft. The third was even harder than the first. He continued, and I let him.
