Page 78 of Unveiled

She arched an eyebrow, biting her bottom lips when she realized which one it was. “Thebelt?”

Hungry eyes devoured her as I grinned. “This belt isthebelt.”

“Oh God.” She attempted to rub her thighs together.

“Let me remind you.” I crawled backwards off the bed and extended my hand to her, pulling her to her feet.

She glanced down at the belt, watching me fold it. “I’m having some flashbacks.”

“I bet you are.” I growled as I turned around, marching to my jacket that was hanging over the back of a chair in the corner of the room.

“What are you doing?”

I could see her reflection in the full-length mirror that she was leaning to the side, trying to see what I was getting from the inside pocket. “Ah, here it is.” I pivoted around dangling a black, lace blindfold between my fingers. “You know I always keep one with me.” I strode back over to the bed. “Turn around.” I ordered in a low, husky tone.

“I’ll never get tired of your accent.” She sighed as she obeyed, spinning the other way.

Smirking, I dragged the tip of the belt down her spine. She shivered as the leather trailed down her soft skin. I threw it over my shoulder and placed the lace fabric in front of her eyes. Careful not to rip her hair, I secured it snugly over her eyes and tied it behind her head.

Goosebumps started appearing on every exposed area of her skin as my fingers traced her curves while I circled her.

“Take your pants off, bella.”

Usually, I would have had them off her in seconds, but I also liked to enjoy the show. Her body was a work of art I loved to worship. Without question, she shimmied out of both her jeans and panties then kicked them off to the side. Nervously, she began to shift her weight back and forth. Even though we were engaged, something about her being visually impaired and standing in front of me naked gave us both a rush. She was never scared but often compared it to feeling sexually hunted.

I clicked my tongue three times on the roof of my mouth. “That is definitely a punishment.”

“What did I do wrong,sir?” Unsure of what she did but wanting to play the game, she inquired in an innocent tone.

“I said nothing about removing your panties.”

Remembering my rules, she sighed, but could not hide her excited smile. She knew my punishments brought her joy, resulting in animal-like sex.

“I—”

SMACK!

I drew the belt back and snapped it forward, making contact with her sensitive mound.

“Oh my God! Please again.” She begged, quivering as her knees became weak. Generally, she was not completely exposed when I pulled out the belt, but this time she was. It created a new sense of intense consciousness all the way through her body.

SMACK!

Again, the tip of the belt landed on my target. “Too much?” I slowly circled her.

I shook her head, pinning her bottom lip between her teeth.

I folded the belt in half.

SMACK!

This time, her ass. Startled by the new sensation, she jumped forward when the strip of leather met her backside.

“You know better than to reply that way, Isabelle.” I took a step closer to her, pressing myself against her. My warm breath summoned goosebumps on her neck as I waited for her to properly respond to my unspoken demand. “Say it.” I commanded with a growl of authority as my lips grazed her ear.

Slowly blinking, she gulped as she became weaker. It did not matter how long we had been together or what we did. Each time was different. We still lusted for one another. I never hurt her, but I did push her limits. She craved this behavior from me.

“I asked if it’s too much.”

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