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“Why indeed?Finding out my pretty little brat sub is soaking wet after a spanking makes me happy.”

Laney buried her face in the cushion, hoping he’d think she was either embarrassed or so turned on she needed a minute.She had a terrible feeling her reaction to him saying “my sub” was written all over her face.

Peter gathered her hair in his free hand.Once he had a good hold, he gently turned her head so he could see her face.She felt him examining her expression, and prayed he couldn’t tell how deeply his words had affected her.That her heart had lurched in her chest and she wanted to shout back that yes, she was his.

It was a pathetic overreaction.

“Now that we’ve taken care of your spanking, it’s time to get you some panties so you don’t end up needing another one.”

He gave her pussy one last stroke then pulled his hand away.She tried to follow it with her hips, but he smacked her ass in warning and she collapsed back over his thighs with a frustrated noise.

“I’d be careful about earning another spanking,” he said cheerfully.“Next time I won’t be so gentle.”

Laney waited until he’d helped her slide off his lap to kneel on the floor at his feet, then raised her eyebrows.“That was gentle?”

“I think so.”He mock frowned.“Though my poor hand is sore.”

“Aww, it’s so hard to be a Dom.”

He grinned.“It is.Though there are perks.”

Laney licked her lips.“There are, Sir?”

“Yes, perks like this.”

He reached down and shoved her robe off her shoulders.It had loosened while she was over his lap, but hadn’t come completely undone.With her arms still bound behind her, the robe only fell to her elbows, but that was enough to expose her naked breasts.

“I get to look at, and play with, my brat’s very pretty breasts whenever I want.”

He cupped her breasts, one in each palm, and stroked her nipples with his thumbs.Back and forth, bumping over the erect flesh, then circling.

Laney arched her back, bracing her hands on her heels, the t-shirt stretching and pulling against her wrists.

Peter bent down and she waited for the feel of his lips closing around her nipple.Instead he kissed the upper curve of each breast, then released her.

He stood from the couch, feet on either side of her knees.She had to lean back, pressing her abused ass against her heels, so he wouldn’t smack her in the face with his crotch.

The dark pants he wore didn’t minimize his erection the way leathers would have.It was right there, and for the first time Laney was desperate to feel a man’s cock in her mouth.Not that she disliked giving head.It made her feel both submissive and close to her partner to take him in her mouth.But the enjoyment was because of those feelings, not for the act itself.

This was different.She wanted to taste him.Feel him stretching her jaw.She wanted to gag on his dick as he fucked her mouth.

Holding his gaze, Laney leaned forward and pressed an open-mouthed kiss to the bulge in his slacks.Peter groaned, his hands going immediately to her head, fingers weaving through her hair.Laney pressed her teeth against the fabric and slowly closed her mouth—biting without biting.

“Fuck.”

“I want your cock in my mouth, Sir.”

“Needy little thing, aren’t you?”

Laney closed her eyes, absorbing the words, only to be surprised by her own reaction.In another scene, with a different Dom, hearing that would have made her close in on herself, become as quiet and perfectly submissive as possible in order to not be seen as needy, but rather obedient.

“Hey,” he said softly when she spent too long in her own head, parsing out her thoughts and reaction to his words.“Being needy is good.”

Laney opened her eyes.“Is it?”

Peter sank back onto the couch, but didn’t let go of her, his hands still in her hair.

“It is extremely fucking sexy when a sub wants something.”

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