further.
Again, the belt cracked against her, lower than the first
two times, just shy of her thighs. Clenching her jaw, Alexandra stared at him
raising the belt again.
This blow landed slightly harder. Aw god. At its
sting, she pressed the pads of her fingers into the bar, hoping Daniel wouldn’t
notice.
He didn’t.
At last, the expected warmth arrived, much more gratifying
than the last.
Daniel tossed the belt aside. The buckle hit the floor with
a sharp clack. He cupped and spread her whipped cheeks so he had a full view of
her anus and cunt.
What belonged to him, her Master.
The idea of that and what he’d just done was so deliciously
lewd, Alexandra struggled not to moan in between her halting breaths.
Perspiration dampened her skin. Her sheath felt heavy, congested with desire,
needing him to fill it.
Daniel denied her relief.
“Not one sound,” he ordered. “No pulling away or trying to
get closer. You’ll remain just as you are until I give you permission to move.”
He squeezed her ass and probed her openings, taking his
time, doing whatever he willed. He had all the privilege, she the option to
obey in the hope that he’d deliver satisfaction. She welcomed his shameless
touch, the way he traced the contours of her cunt. Alexandra’s need of him
drove away her lingering embarrassment at how he studied and explored the
intimate area.
For minutes, he played with her. Just as she’d asked him to
do yesterday evening.
Not even twenty-four hours had passed since then, yet so
much had changed. Her thoughts grew hazy with desire, her body rigid with
longing.
Didn’t matter. He amused himself, brushing her clit almost
as an afterthought. Testing her compliance. When she obeyed as he’d commanded,
Daniel stroked her nub once more, lingeringly this time, making Alexandra’s
hair stand on end. She wanted to moan in joy.
Ordered to remain still and meek, not to cry out or to make
fists, Alexandra did one of the few things left. She pressed her fingers back
into the bar, her toes against the floor.
If Daniel saw, he didn’t point out her transgression. He
worked her nub, dragging his thumb over it, flicking, stopping, flicking once
more, pushing her past endurance. No matter how hard she tried, the tension
within Alexandra built to an unsustainable level. The insides of her thighs
were taut. Her pussy hypersensitive. She was ready to come and couldn’t help—
He stopped and stepped away, as though he’d read her
thoughts. Or her body. Leaving her hanging, frustrated, fucking deprived.
The stunning sensations within her ebbed quickly then
disappeared.
Daniel’s smug expression said he knew.
Alexandra wanted to bare her teeth, to curse him loudly, but
didn’t dare. That would tack on more delay she couldn’t withstand.
“Watch,” he commanded and opened one of the Trojans, then
rolled it over his gorgeous length.
Her irritation fell away. His erection was huge, his manner
cavalier, befitting a Dom. If he had ordered her to her knees and demanded she
kiss his feet, Alexandra would have complied. Without question. Loving it.
He eased a tress behind her ear and ran his fingers down her
throat. She bit back a whimper of delight.
Behind her once more, Daniel lifted his cock, running the
crown down her slippery slit. His tormenting foreplay had primed her so well,
she could barely contain her excitement or longing.
Again, he made her wait, simply bathing the tip of his cock
in her moisture. Unmistakable proof of his effect on her. Seconds ticked by. An
excruciatingly slow minute followed. She heard the faint tick of the downstairs
clock. Flames licking the logs up here. Wind and snow, gritty with ice,
striking the large panes. Her breathless sound as Daniel entered her fully, his
thrust assured, determined. His balls tapped her ass. He’d taken what was his.
Alexandra huffed out a sigh at the pressure of him inside
her, and rested her forehead on her hands.
Daniel pressed his fingers into
Again, the belt cracked against her, lower than the first
two times, just shy of her thighs. Clenching her jaw, Alexandra stared at him
raising the belt again.
This blow landed slightly harder. Aw god. At its
sting, she pressed the pads of her fingers into the bar, hoping Daniel wouldn’t
notice.
He didn’t.
At last, the expected warmth arrived, much more gratifying
than the last.
Daniel tossed the belt aside. The buckle hit the floor with
a sharp clack. He cupped and spread her whipped cheeks so he had a full view of
her anus and cunt.
What belonged to him, her Master.
The idea of that and what he’d just done was so deliciously
lewd, Alexandra struggled not to moan in between her halting breaths.
Perspiration dampened her skin. Her sheath felt heavy, congested with desire,
needing him to fill it.
Daniel denied her relief.
“Not one sound,” he ordered. “No pulling away or trying to
get closer. You’ll remain just as you are until I give you permission to move.”
He squeezed her ass and probed her openings, taking his
time, doing whatever he willed. He had all the privilege, she the option to
obey in the hope that he’d deliver satisfaction. She welcomed his shameless
touch, the way he traced the contours of her cunt. Alexandra’s need of him
drove away her lingering embarrassment at how he studied and explored the
intimate area.
For minutes, he played with her. Just as she’d asked him to
do yesterday evening.
Not even twenty-four hours had passed since then, yet so
much had changed. Her thoughts grew hazy with desire, her body rigid with
longing.
Didn’t matter. He amused himself, brushing her clit almost
as an afterthought. Testing her compliance. When she obeyed as he’d commanded,
Daniel stroked her nub once more, lingeringly this time, making Alexandra’s
hair stand on end. She wanted to moan in joy.
Ordered to remain still and meek, not to cry out or to make
fists, Alexandra did one of the few things left. She pressed her fingers back
into the bar, her toes against the floor.
If Daniel saw, he didn’t point out her transgression. He
worked her nub, dragging his thumb over it, flicking, stopping, flicking once
more, pushing her past endurance. No matter how hard she tried, the tension
within Alexandra built to an unsustainable level. The insides of her thighs
were taut. Her pussy hypersensitive. She was ready to come and couldn’t help—
He stopped and stepped away, as though he’d read her
thoughts. Or her body. Leaving her hanging, frustrated, fucking deprived.
The stunning sensations within her ebbed quickly then
disappeared.
Daniel’s smug expression said he knew.
Alexandra wanted to bare her teeth, to curse him loudly, but
didn’t dare. That would tack on more delay she couldn’t withstand.
“Watch,” he commanded and opened one of the Trojans, then
rolled it over his gorgeous length.
Her irritation fell away. His erection was huge, his manner
cavalier, befitting a Dom. If he had ordered her to her knees and demanded she
kiss his feet, Alexandra would have complied. Without question. Loving it.
He eased a tress behind her ear and ran his fingers down her
throat. She bit back a whimper of delight.
Behind her once more, Daniel lifted his cock, running the
crown down her slippery slit. His tormenting foreplay had primed her so well,
she could barely contain her excitement or longing.
Again, he made her wait, simply bathing the tip of his cock
in her moisture. Unmistakable proof of his effect on her. Seconds ticked by. An
excruciatingly slow minute followed. She heard the faint tick of the downstairs
clock. Flames licking the logs up here. Wind and snow, gritty with ice,
striking the large panes. Her breathless sound as Daniel entered her fully, his
thrust assured, determined. His balls tapped her ass. He’d taken what was his.
Alexandra huffed out a sigh at the pressure of him inside
her, and rested her forehead on her hands.
Daniel pressed his fingers into
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