Page 10 of Dark Desire

My pussy pulsed with need, thinking about him spanking me. “Yes.”

“Lay on the bench, ass up.”

He pointed to the wooden bench in the middle of the room. Moving swiftly, I laid my body across the smooth surface and waited for his castigation.

“What’s your safe word, Red?”

“Purple.”

“Good. Use it if this becomes too much. But I need this as much as I suspect you do.”

I nodded as the excitement bubbled in my chest. “I will. Please, Sir. I need this.”

The first lash stung my flesh, sending tiny tendrils of pain straight to my core. My pussy pulsated with desire as he struck me again. Each time the leather grazed my skin, my body flooded with exhilaration. With each strike of the strap, his hand soothed the tender flesh.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes.” I half whispered… half moaned.

“One last time and I will give you the pleasure you’ve earned.” The leather came down against my skin one last time as promised, causing me to cry out in ecstasy. He dropped the strip of cow hide and gripped my hips. His fingers dug into me as he pushed inside me, burying himself to the hilt.

“Fuck,” he grunted against me as his dick throbbed with need.

“Please, Sir. I need you to move,” I begged, widening my gait. My body demanded for release—one that was close to the surface.

He withdrew and thrust into me with unrelenting force. His nails bit into my skin as he pounded into my center. He was mad with need, nearly as mad as I was. My body rubbed against the wooden edge of the bench as his cock drove in and out of my channel. The sensations of his hands on my skin and the friction of oak against my swollen clit had me toppling over into the abyss. My body clenched around his shaft, forcing him over with me. He groaned loudly, rutting behind me as his cock swelled and ruptured inside me. I saw stars as the orgasm ripped from my body. Vincenzo dropped to his knees, his dick slipping out of me as he laid across my back, panting against my skin.

“Jesus Christ.”

I breathed into the room, completely stunned by what I'd just experienced. “What was that?”

“That was me claiming you, Red. After tonight, you’re mine.”

Wiggling beneath him, I pushed him off. “Move. I need to leave.”

His head jerked up at my hasty exit. “Why are you running?”

“I can’t be yours.” I gathered my clothes and pulled them on as best as I could. “This shouldn’t have happened. I’m sorry.”

Leaving the room, I stopped to grab my coat. When I emerged from the coatroom, Vincenzo was leaning against the wall with nothing but his pants on. He shook his head as I pressed my keycard to the panel. “You’re wrong, Red. We’re good together. Just tell me who you are, and we can make this something more.”

My eyes glistened with tears as I held his gaze. “This is all it can be.” I disappeared into the elevator and leaned against the metal wall.

What had I done?

Years of planning and one night was threatening to destroy everything I'd worked for. I couldn’t let what was happening between the version of me that wasn't real… steer me off course. I would go to work and pretend this was all a bad dream. Even as I thought it, I knew it wouldn’t be possible.

I knew I was no longer risking my career.

No… this time, my heart was at risk—and that scared the ever-loving shit out of me.

Seven

Vincenzo

“Brother, are you with us?” Massimo’s voice cut through my thoughts. My mind was still at the club with Red.

“Yes, sorry. What did you say?”

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