From Sanctum with Love (Masters and Mercenaries #10)(58)

He was being way too careful. If she didn’t like something she would tell him. “It’s fine, Kai. I like the hair pulling though. That is definitely doing something for me.”

He twisted her hair again, sharper this time, making her moan. “I like the way that sounds.”

So did his cock apparently. It stiffened further right before her eyes. She glanced up. “I like being controlled during sex. I haven’t in so long, but you have no idea what this is doing to me.”

His eyes went hard, his hand pushing her where he wanted her to go. “I can do that. I’m going to ask for permission until we get in a groove. Just know that all you have to do to stop me is tell me no.”

She was afraid she might never say that word to this man. “I’ll tell you.”

“Then kiss me. You know where I want it.” His fingers gripped her, moving her head toward him.

She loved that. If he tied her up and manhandled her, the world would be perfect, but for now she gave over and let him show her what he wanted. She licked at his cock, letting her tongue run over it. He tugged and yanked. Every movement of his hand, twist of his fingers, made her shiver and shake.

“Suck me.” He pushed his cock toward her.

Yeah, that did something for her, too. She wasn’t sure why rough sex lit her fire, but it did in a way no amount of sweet vanilla lovemaking could. It wasn’t that she didn’t want tenderness. She’d loved lying in Kai’s arms the night before. She’d felt protected and safe. This was all role-play. If she couldn’t stop it at any moment, it wouldn’t work. But here in the safety of their relationship, she could give over to her desire.

She let his cock invade her mouth. He tasted clean, smelled like soap and arousal. He tugged her head back. His cock slid deeper. So big. He was so big. He filled her mouth, making her jaw ache as she worked to get her tongue around him.

“Take it all. It’s for you. One day I’ll f*ck this mouth hard. I’ll f*ck it until I find the back of your throat and press down. I’ll fill that pretty mouth with more come than you can handle.” His voice had gone rough, gravelly.

She sucked at his cock, relaxing and letting him guide her. His hands eased out of her hair and cupped her skull. Ah, the better to f*ck her. He used her mouth, pounding inside. She tried to avoid it but her teeth scraped over him. It made him groan and f*ck her harder.

He finally pulled away, his breath sawing from his chest. “But I’m not doing that today. Get on the bed. Spread your legs for me.”

She scrambled up. It was so easy now that she’d given over. She wasn’t worried about whether she was doing it right or pleasing him. He would tell her and he would expect her to tell him if something wasn’t pleasing to her. She sank down on her comforter, the softness curling around her back that still ached from the spanking he’d given her. Her jaw ached, too. By the time he was done, she would feel him everywhere.

He kicked off his jeans and stood looking down at her. He was so stunning with his hair around his shoulders. “Arms above your head.”

She let her arms drift up. Her body was on display for him, utterly open and vulnerable.

He walked around the bed, leaving her sight for a moment, but she didn’t move. It was all part of the glorious mind f*ck she’d missed.

She could hear him moving, thought the bathroom door came open and then closed again. What was he doing? What was he planning? Her heart was racing. All the other sex she’d had in the last five years—not that there had been much of it—had been surprisingly vanilla. The Dom she’d tried with had enjoyed play before sex, but he’d been pretty traditional in bed.

Not so with Kai. She should have known he would be the bastard, son of a bitch, so hot she could barely stand it Dom who played with her brain as well her body.

“I thought I remembered seeing this in your bathroom.” He came into her line of sight, standing over her. In his hands was the long-handled body brush she used in the shower to soap and exfoliate her back.

Oh, shit.

He tapped her knees with the solid side. “Further apart.”

She complied, her skin coming alive with anticipation. The brush was plastic, one side flat, the other bristled. She would bet what he was about to do with the flat side.

“I said further.” He brought the brush against the inside of her thigh with a short, decisive swat.

That sound cracked through the air. He’d brought it down on a delicate part of her skin. He hadn’t held back. She moved immediately, forcing her legs as far apart as she could so her * was completely open to him.

He struck her other side, balancing out the pain. “The first one was to get my point across.”

“And the second?”

“That was for good behavior. So is this.” He rubbed the bristly side over her abdomen. Soft and silky, the bristles ran up her torso. “And this.”

With a swift flick of his hand, he brought the brush up and back down hard on her left breast, right over the nipple.

Kori screamed out and then braced because he seemed to be a very symmetrical Dom. Sure enough he tortured her other breast in the same manner. Now her boobs were on fire.

Like he was caressing them even as he lowered himself down on the bed. Her body was his at that moment, every inch of skin connected to him in some way, and the beautiful ache would remind her of that connection all day.