Page 152 of Taming Seraphine

This is the closest I’ve ever come to climaxing without Leroi’s help. His fingers are inside me, but I’m the one doing all the work. He continues encouraging me to move harder, faster, until my body is drenched in sweat.

“You look so pretty when you’re taking my fingers,” he says. “Now, I want you to come.”

The heat inside me intensifies. I whisper, “I-I’ll try, sir.”

“You have until the count of five, Seraphine. If you don’t come all over my fingers before then, I’ll spank you again until you can’t move.”

“Oh, fuck!”

“One.”

My hips move faster, and the pressure around my core intensifies. I’m so close that I can almost taste that orgasm. Squeezing my eyes shut, I focus only on the sensations.

“Two.”

Leroi wouldn’t leave me wanting, even if I fail. Would he?

“Three.”

Oh, shit. I think he’s serious.

I bite down on my lip and move faster, pushing harder against his fingers. My hands clench into fists, and I imagine myself back in his bedroom with a steak knife pressed to his jugular. Instead of sitting on his thick erection, I’m riding it, my movements making him bleed.

“Four.”

As I reach down to taste the blood trickling down his throat, he releases a moan so loud and deep that pushes me over the edge. The pleasure is too intense to hold back and rolls through my body like thunder. I scream, my body convulsing with each lightning strike of pleasure.

It’s like being electrocuted, only the current comes from my core and not the collar or the chip and what I’m feeling is ecstasy and not agony. My inner walls spasm around his fingers. The climax is so powerful that I cry out his name.

Finally, I collapse against the log like a pile of burned leaves, my breathing slowing, my muscles satisfied and limp.

Leroi pulls his fingers out of my twitching pussy and pulls me off the log.

He wraps his arms around my waist, holding me tight. “Well done, angel. Your first orgasm that you gave yourself.”

I rest my head against his shoulder and close my eyes.

“This isn’t over. Not by a long shot,” he says. “Get on your hands and knees. I’m going to fuck you until you come even harder.”

FIFTY-NINE

LEROI

Seraphine clings to my shoulders and gazes up at me through heavy-lidded eyes. I’m so proud of the way she took charge of her own pleasure and came apart around my fingers.

I hold her close as she catches her breath, seeming too boneless to follow my instructions. There’s no sign of the mischievous little devil who jerked my cock to the brink of madness and made me shoot all over the airbags.

If the only way to make her submit is with pleasure, then she’s about to get more than she can handle.

Wrapping an arm around her waist, I guide her off my lap and position her on her hands and knees. Her arms tremble, and she drops her head to the ground. Her hair has lightened to a darker shade of blonde and spreads out like a dirty halo.

“You’re so beautiful with your ass pointing at the sky,” I whisper, my hands tracing the curve of her little red ass. “Now open your legs.”

Her knees shuffle further apart, displaying her engorged clit and glistening pink pussy. I savor the sight for several heartbeats, my cock already hard and straining against my fly.

If she was any other woman, I would pound into that tight heat and fuck her mercilessly until she screamed my name. But this is Seraphine. I need to check in with her after everything she’s suffered.

“Tell me what you want,” I say, my voice raw with need.

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