Page 47 of Possess Me
Another two cracks of his palm and my pussy started to throb more than before. I was lightheaded, ignoring the tiny nagging voice in the back of my mind that I really shouldn’t be doing this.
He brought his hand down again, even flexing his fingers open when he did so. I could feel my buttocks jiggling from the hard smack. His breath was as labored as mine and he repeated the action, now providing four in a row.
The pain was real, but so was the intense throbbing in my core.
Every crack of his hand was harder than the one before, jarring my entire system. I could feel the heat building as specks of light floated in front of my eyes.
“Tell me. Have you always been a very bad girl?”
“Who, me? I’m the pillar of perfection.” I licked my lips, still tingling all over.
“Don’t fool yourself as you’re not doing so with me.”
“Just wait.”
Every time he laughed, I shivered and he cracked his hand down in a perfect rhythm, one right after the other. The sweep of agony gave way to wetness between my legs, which was a clear indication I’d craved what he was doing. Maybe that alone made me a very bad girl.
He smacked both cheeks a few more times before jamming his hand between my legs. “So very wet for me, my captain.”
“I like when you say that. It gives me authority.”
“In your mind, my little animal lover. Only in your mind.”
When he pulled me into his arms, shifting his hips back and forth, I immediately reached for his thighs, holding him solidly against me. His cock pressed into my buttocks, the intense throbbing creating another wave of hunger even more significant than before.
With his fingers clasping my hips, he pulled me backward, spinning me around and dumping me into a huge wicker chair. I had no idea what he had planned until he dropped to his knees, immediately tugging on my thong.
Without being asked, I lifted my buttocks, unable to take my eyes off him as he fully disrobed me. There was something so naughty about being naked in front of him, the light just enough I could see every wanton expression on his face.
Which had to be the same as mine.
With the corners of his upper lip turned, he rubbed his hands along the insides of my legs before lifting both, bending my knees and placing them on the wicker arms of the chair. After a hard jerk, my butt was halfway off the edge.
He shook his head slowly, repeating rubbing the insides of my thighs, the touch so light that goosebumps formed. I suddenly felt extremely vulnerable since he was still half dressed, but I had the distinct feeling he wasn’t going to allow me to go anywhere.
When he took a deep breath, I groaned. His blatant actions were more than slightly embarrassing.
“Your pussy is as beautiful as you are. I can’t wait to feast.”
“What about the food?” I teased.
He blew across my wetness as an answer.
I gripped the edge of the chair a split second before he lowered his head. The first swirl of his tongue dragged me straight into a place where fantasies were created. He was incredible, his tongue drifting back and forth across my pussy.
With my eyes closed, I leaned back against the cushions, trying to keep from moving. I even pointed my toes as if that was some protocol. That prompted me to bite back a laugh. His breath scalded my skin but with every swipe of his tongue, I was falling hopelessly into a place of pleasure few women were ever gifted.
Because so few men believed it necessary to learn a woman’s body.
This man did.
He took his time, swirling his tongue around my clit while rolling a finger up and down the length of my pussy. The combination kept my entire body tingling.
Every growl and soft murmur was lost in the moment. He could spout off the Declaration of Independence and I’d still be swept up in the throes of rapture.
Vissarian drove two fingers inside, my muscles instantly clamping around them, pulling them in even deeper. When he added a third while sucking on my clit, I jerked up from the chair.
“Holy fuck.” I’d never been known to hold back my feelings, the loud exclamation filtering far enough away I was certain other guests likely heard us. Whatever. I lolled my head to the side as he finger-fucked me, creating so much sensitivity that my body jerked.
