Page 45 of Savage Obsession
Daddy.
Heat pools between my legs again. Why do I get so turned on by such a simple word?
The room fills with the sounds of his hand spanking my flesh, and with each one, I grow wetter, and my ass stings so damn bad.
“Ow! Daddy!” I try to use my hand to block him, but he’s fast and pins my wrist to my side.
He leans down and breathes right next to my ear, his beard sending a prickle along my arms. “Nice try, baby girl. I should bind your hands together so you are completely at my mercy.”
A soft moan slips out of me. It’s almost silent, but Xander doesn’t miss it. He chuckles and slowly rubs my ass, soothing where he’s just punished.
“You like the idea of Daddy tying you up, so you’re completely helpless, begging me to let you come.”
Holy shit.
I shake my head, but we both know I’m lying. And he starts spanking the spot he was just soothing again.
“Lying will always get you in trouble, Quinn. I fucking hate liars. Are we clear on that?” His tone isn’t playful anymore. It’s hard, laced with anger simmering below the surface.
“Yes!” I cry, attempting to squirm away from the firm hold he has on me as he swats me harder and faster.
Tears fill my eyes as I try to process the physical pain while my chest aches for the man holding me down. Someone really hurt him, and in a way, his punishing palm almost feels like a plea for me not to do the same.
“I’m sorry! I promise to always tell you the truth.” Even if it exposes things that I’m still figuring out myself. “I’m sorry,” I whimper as a tear slips down my cheek.
My ass burns, and my pussy does, too, but for completely different reasons.
Need.
Ineedhim.
He stops spanking me, both of us silent for a moment as he stares down at me. I feel him looking at me. When I turn my head, so my cheek is resting on the mattress, our eyes meet, and we gaze at each other for a long moment. His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows, his hands stroking the tender skin of my ass.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. So sweet and positive. Soft yet so damn strong. Too fucking good for this world,” he says quietly before he leans down and brushes a kiss over my ear. “Don’t ever change, baby girl.”
Another tear rolls from my eye, but I use my arm to wipe it away discreetly before he can see it. Now isn’t the time for us to get emotional. This is supposed to be a one-night stand. And, dammit, I’m not going to ruin what is sure to be the best sex of my life by my heart getting involved and being a big crybaby.
His hand travels to my butt crack, and when he runs a finger along it, I suck in a breath, holding it as he presses a digit to my asshole.
“I’m going to fuck you here by the end of the night, baby girl.”
Oh, God. Am I ready for that?
Isanygirl ready for that?
Is there a size limit for a cock in the ass? Because I’m pretty sure Xander is too big for this ride.
“Relax, baby, I’m just going to play a little bit. Take a breath for me, then let it out.”
He shifts behind me, and even with my head turned, he moves out of my line of sight. A second later, he spreads my asscheeks right before he spits on my asshole. I gasp, shocked by how filthy that sounds. But then he presses the tip of his finger to my tight opening, and my mind races from surprise to panic as he plays with the most forbidden part of my body. I shouldn’t like it. But damn, in some sick and twisted sort of way, I do. It makes me feel so damn submissive to let him touch me there. So naughty. So personal.
“Breathe, baby girl. Slow down.”
His words soothe something in me, and I don’t even think before I follow his instructions.
“That’s my good girl. I’ll reward you for that soon.”
My ears perk up.
