A Dom is Forever (Masters and Mercenaries #3)(79)

By the time he counted out fifteen, she was sure she’d found something wonderful. Her backside ached, but Lee was careful to never hit her in the same place more than a few times. He peppered the spanking across her bottom, spreading the heat all along her skin.

She concentrated on the sensation. Fire and heat soaked her flesh, sinking in and spreading out. It traveled from the spot he’d struck and seemed to flash across her body, sending out all kinds of signals. Her * was wet and soft. Her toes curled. Her nipples peaked and ached for someone to touch her. Her mouth softened, ready for stimulation. She felt each slap from her head to her toes, a sensual dance that started with shocking pain and morphed into pleasure, arousal, peace.

Lee was suddenly on his knees. “Avery, are you all right? I asked you a question, and you didn’t answer. Was it too rough? Are you hurt? You’re crying. You have to say your safe word.”

His eyes were narrowed, concern on his handsome face. He brushed away a tear.

She gave him a frown. Why had he stopped? She’d been in a nice place. “I don’t want to say my safe word. Is it already over? I didn’t count thirty. That was barely nineteen.”

“Little brat likes her spanking.” He growled the words with a look of great relief. His fingers came up and skimmed her nipples. “Fuck, Avery. You like it a lot, don’t you? How wet is your *?”

He didn’t wait for an answer. He got up and smacked her ass again before his fingers delved between her legs. It was startling, enticing. She was suddenly thankful for the ropes or she might have fallen off the bench. Her * wasn’t just wet. It was primed and ready for anything. One little touch made her quiver, want more.

“You’re wet, baby.” One hand was between her legs, his fingers sliding along her * while the other smacked her ass just where her thighs met her butt. Avery squirmed because the dual sensations were bringing her out of that peaceful, almost floaty place. It was bringing her to a place where she wanted so much more. “This * is so f*cking wet. This * is just begging me.”

Another slap and she felt a finger slip inside. It wasn’t what she really wanted. She wanted his cock, but she would take what she could get. Oh, she wanted to ride that finger, but he’d tied her down and the way the bench slanted made it hard for her to move her hips.

Smack. His thick finger sat just inside her vaginal walls, tempting her, teasing her. “Oh, does my bratty little sub not like her restraints anymore? Tell me what you want to do right now. I see the way you’re wiggling.” Smack.

She kind of wanted to smack him because he was making her crazy. Now every nerve in her body was focused on that finger sitting inside her * when it should be moving.

Smack. Smack. Two hard ones that made her squeal. “Tell me. What would you do if you weren’t restrained? If you don’t tell me, I’ll stop what I’m doing to your *.”

She thought about very politely telling him she would likely attempt to bring herself to a nice orgasm by using his finger as a sexual aid. And that would so get her in trouble. Lee liked it when she talked dirty, and somehow when she was with him even the dirtiest things seemed like caring. “I would f*ck your finger, Sir. I want to so badly. Please, I need more.”

Another smack, this one softer. “That’s my girl.” His voice was pure dark chocolate and filled with approval. And his finger slipped inside deeper. “Good girls get f*cked, baby. Girls who are brave enough to say what they want get it.”

He kept up the smacks, but all of her focus was on her * as a second finger joined the first. It still wasn’t enough. It didn’t come close to how thick and hard his cock was, but she would take it. She wiggled as much as she could, trying to bring him in further. His thumb slipped down and started making long, slow, tortuously good circles around her clit. The pain and pleasure morphed into one gloriously full symphony. It didn’t take long before every cell in her body was straining toward orgasm. All that mattered was getting there.

“Thirty,” Lee said, his voice deep. “Your punishment is over, but don’t think for a second I’m done with you yet.”

But it seemed he was done. His fingers came out of her *. She heard her own low moan at the loss. She’d been so, so close. This really was punishment of the worst kind.

Lee knelt down and started to work her loose. His hands worked quickly, nearly tearing at her bindings. “Don’t get upset, Avery. I told you I’m not done. I just won’t do it here. One day we can f*ck all you like in public, but I’m not comfortable with it yet. I want you all to myself.”

Her backside was sore as he pulled her off the bench, but she let her arms drift up, clinging to him. She cuddled against him. She didn’t care if her bottom was sore because her * wouldn’t be empty for long.

And her heart was completely full.





Chapter Fourteen


Liam gently kicked open the door to the privacy room he’d set up earlier today. He’d had plenty of time to prepare since she’d canceled their lunch date. He could admit he’d thought a lot about punishing her for that. The good news was she’d given him another reason to spank that gorgeous ass of hers.

And she’d responded more beautifully than he could have imagined. Her * had been soaking wet. A single slip of his thumb over her clit and she would have gone off like a rocket. He’d been tempted to do it just to see how hard he could make her come in front of an audience.