Hard as Steel by Sam Crescent, Jenika Snow

spanking her, and giving her his mark. When she was in the position that he’d ordered, she waited for him to respond, or command her to do more.
    “Grab your ass cheeks and pull them apart. I want to see what I’ll be fucking tonight, what I own, Eloise.”
    Her throat constricted, but she didn’t hesitate in complying. God, she’d never disobey him. With her ass and pussy now on display, and the chill in the air moving along her exposed cleft, she forced herself not to shiver.
    “Very pretty and all mine. Stand and face me again,” he said with that bass voice that did something to her insides.
    When she was facing him again, she clenched her hands into tight fists. She took a step forward, but he tsked and she instantly stopped.
    “I take what I want when I want. That’s what you’ve come to me for, right? That’s what you want from me.” His voice was hard and unyielding.
    “Yes, I’m yours.”
    “I don’t practice BDSM, Eloise. I fuck women that like pain with their pleasure because I like to give it to them. It gets me off, makes me hard, and with you I’ve never been harder in my life.” He stood and moved closer to her. “Before you, I’ve never had this bone-deep need to control and dominate a woman.” He reached out and brushed a stray strand of hair from her cheek. “With you, I only want…you.” He moved away from her and sat back down on the bed. “On your hands and knees, and crawl to me.”
    She was so aroused right now, wet and needy, and she was getting more lust-filled knowing she’d crawl to him. On her hands and knees now, her ass was in the air and her tits hung freely. Eloise took a steadying breath and started to move toward him.
    The hard floor was cold and unforgiving, but she blocked out the discomfort and focused on the man in front of her. Steel was this dark, devilishly handsome man, but not in this classic sense.
    “I like pain with my pleasure, too, Eloise. I like spanking and restraining, and a lot of screaming,” he said. “Does that frighten you, baby?”
    When she was right in front of him, she looked at his face, but saw nothing but icy composure. Her mouth instantly went dry when he went for the belt of his jeans. Once he had his belt undone he pulled his zipper down. It was erotically sick, the way he pulled his erection out through only the flap, not even bothering to undo the button. He started stroking himself up and down slowly, and her mouth watered.
    “Do you feel like a slut right now baby? Do you feel like my slut, Eloise?” he asked, then grinned when she nodded.
    She looked down at his dick, swallowed at the big size, and felt her pussy clench.
    “Stop staring at it and suck my cock.” He was hard and unyielding in his command. “I’ll give the pain you and I both need, but first you’ll give me what I want.”
    He was brutally coarse with his language, but even him calling her a slut for wanting his dick couldn’t turn her off. She glanced down at his large size, at the way he continually stroked himself lazily, as if waiting for her to obey him. Leaning forward, she felt her throat constrict and her mouth water. Yes, she did want him in every way imaginable. He grabbed a chunk of her hair and yanked her forward with enough force that she cried out in pain. Pleasure slammed into her immediately.
    She moaned.
    “That’s it, make noise. Let me know that this hurts.” He leaned forward, and she heard his breath right by her ear. “But even though it hurts, I know your cunt is all nice and juicy right now.”
    A gush of wetness left her pussy and slipped down her thigh.
    “Now. Now suck my fucking cock.” He leaned back and pulled her head forward until the slick tip of his shaft moved along her lips.
    She opened her mouth, sucked on his shaft like she was dying for his cum, and if he didn’t shoot his load down her throat she’d starve to death.
    “Move your tongue around and stroke the underside of my dick.”
    She did as he said, and