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  “Run your fingers between the lips.” He groaned roughly when she did as he asked. “You’re wet. I can see your juices on your fingers,” he mumbled, transfixed on her pussy.

  She moaned, her excitement mounting. It felt good, touching herself in front of him. She rubbed her slick clit firmly, watching him closely, fascinated. His gaze flickered to her face.

  “You’re an exhibitionist, Gia Harris,” he said. Her fingers faltered. From the tone of his voice, she couldn’t tell if he’d meant it as a compliment or not.

  “Don’t stop,” he said, picking up his fork. “Rub your little pussy. Put on a show for me.”

  She did it, mostly because she found that she couldn’t stop. It felt very naughty to sit there and masturbate while Seth mechanically ate his meal and watched her like a hawk. Her own appetite for food had fled. She thrived on Seth’s hot, focused attention.

  Her hand moved more quickly between her thighs. She moaned shakily. He set down his fork.

  “You’re not allowed to come yet,” he said abruptly.

  “Not allowed?” she panted, her heavy eyelids flickering open at that ultimatum. Seth gave her a small smile.

  “You heard me,” he said with a pointed look.

  Her chin went up. She dipped a finger from her other hand between the slippery folds of her sex. She traced her nipple with it, moistening the erect crest. His gaze grew fierce.

  “Don’t test me, Gia.”

  She thrust her breasts higher in the air, pinching at the damp nipple, glorying in the effect she was clearly having on him. She gave him a defiant look, taunting the beast. Loving it.

  “Don’t look at me like that, little girl,” he breathed out ominously.

  “Why not? What are you going to do?”

  “You know what I’m going to do. You know because you’re asking for it, clear as day,” he replied grimly.

  She rubbed both nipples at once. Her eyes went wide when he rose from his chair with breathtaking speed. He loomed over her, sliding his hand beneath her thighs. Suddenly, she was airborne. He looked as hard and untouchable as her wooden sculpture as he carried her down the hallway to the bedroom, his stride so long and rapid, it was like they were flying.

  Her heart was threatening to leap through her skin by the time he set her down next to the bed. She just watched him warily, knowing what was coming, dreading and craving it at once. It would have helped if she’d known what to expect.

  But she’d never been spanked before. Would it hurt?

  Seth walked past her toward the bathroom. When he returned, he carried the purple vibrator and the bottle of lubricant. His expression was as fierce and intimidating as ever. She had a wild urge to run, which she stilled with effort. He sat at the edge of the bed, fully clothed, and set the vibrator and lubricant next to his hip. He put his hands out for her in calm expectation.

  “You’re going to spank me?” she asked shakily, thinking it was best to clarify.

  “For starters.” She swallowed anxiously. “It’s been my fantasy to spank you and restrain you, then to take you hard . . . make you know you’re mine and no other’s.”

  Her heart pounded in the thick silence that followed, his voice resounding in her head. Had he really said that? He always turned her world upside down when he was honest about his desire. “But of course, it’s up to you. Just say no if you don’t want the same thing, and we’ll stop now.”

  She nodded, her mouth too dry to speak, and stepped toward him. She gave him her hand.

  “Lay across my lap,” he instructed.

  She felt a little awkward coming down over his thighs. He guided her, though, with words and his touch. When she was finally settled, the lower curve of her breasts pressed to the side of his thigh and her bottom was draped over the edge of his other thigh. She could feel his cock pressing against her upper belly. She lay her cheek next to the mattress and watched him in the row of mirrors.

  He stared down at her as he ran his hand along her ribs, hip and buttock, making her shiver in anticipatory pleasure. He cupped an ass cheek and she stiffened.

  “Two years ago, I would have sworn you’d never been spanked before. That’s still true, isn’t it?” he asked. She watched in the mirror as he slipped his long forefinger beneath the white garter on her ass cheek and caressed her skin beneath the strap, up and down, up and down. Her clit pinched in arousal.

  “Yes. I don’t think I’d ever let anyone but—”

  “Me?”

  “You,” she admitted, shooting him a stubborn, anxious glance in the mirror. Why did he have to make her say it? He was watching her in the reflection and noticed. He gave her a small smile and rubbed her bottom with his big, warm hand. Her heartbeat redoubled.

  “I’m in a mood,” he said, staring at his hand on her ass. “This will probably sting.”

  “You’re in a mood? Really?” she feigned innocence, and then rolled her eyes.

  “But I don’t want your first time to be too trying,” he continued as if she hadn’t spoken. He picked up the vibrator from the bed and flipped the top on the lubricant. She watched, her breath stuck in her lungs as he rubbed a thin layer of the sheer liquid onto the metallic tube. He put out his hand. “Here. I want you to vibrate your clit while I punish you. I won’t have a spanking be paired in your mind merely with pain.”

  Her mouth fell open in disbelief. Arousal. Feeling a little overwhelmed, she reached for the lubricated vibe. Pushing herself up with one hand, she tucked her arm beneath her body before she settled again in his lap. It was a little awkward. She wriggled around to adjust herself to a comfortable position, finally settling her arm at the side of her body next to Seth’s taut belly. She felt his cock leap against his jeans as she writhed in his lap. Aroused by the sensation, she prolonged things.

  Until he cracked her ass with his palm, that is.

  She went still in shock, her eyes springing wide, the electrical popping noise of skin against skin replaying in her head like a gunshot. He’d slapped her ass playfully before, but this was a more precise, stinging stroke. Her butt cheek tingled and burned. What’s more, she had seen his reflection in the mirror as he did it—first his dark frown as she wiggled around in his lap, then the decisive, quick rise and fall of his hand.

  He needn’t have applied the lubricant. Things were very wet between her thighs.

  “Turn on the vibrator,” he said, resting his hand again on her ass, just above where he’d spanked her. She pushed the little metallic tube between her labia and flipped the switch. She moaned, squirming her hips slightly against the buzzing pressure. Seth’s cock jumped again next to her skin. His hand rose and fell again in quick succession, landing several slaps on her ass.

  “Your first lesson is that you have to keep still during your spankings,” he rasped. “You’re teasing my cock when you do that,” he said, flexing his hips up slightly and letting her feel his erection. “You make me lose control a little, so it’ll go harder on your ass when you squirm.”

  He finished the lesson with a firm spank on the lower curve of her buttocks.

  She bit her lip to keep from crying out and forced herself to be still. Her bottom stung, but the vibrator was making her clit sizzle. The heat from her arousal was mixing with the stinging burn from Seth’s spanks. It felt very exciting and bad, but in the best kind of way. He began to rub her ass where he’d spanked her, soothing the skin. She couldn’t remove her gaze from the erotic vision in the mirror of his large, dark hand on her blushing ass.

  “I shouldn’t let you watch.” He had noticed her avid stare as he rubbed her bottom. “But I love that look on your face when you do,” he admitted gruffly. “Hold still.”

  He lifted his hand and peppered her bottom with brisk spanks. She moaned, shifting the vibrator subtly up and down against her labia and clit, watching him raptly. She found it exciting. Especially when he
used both hands to mold her buttocks into his palms, a snarl shaping his handsome mouth. She whimpered, her hips riding the vibrator a little more forcefully. She felt his cock swell. The price of her lack of control was to have him squeeze one buttock taut between his fingers while he spanked the captive flesh repeatedly.

  “If you don’t hold still, I’m going to have to take away the vibrator,” he told her when he’d finished the flurry of spanks. She panted raggedly as he massaged her buttocks in a lascivious manner, straining to keep still for him. “You’re turning nice and pink,” he murmured approvingly. He flicked her garter against her tingling skin. She whimpered in arousal at the sting.

  He raised his hand and spanked her several more times, the sound of taut flesh smacking taut flesh ringing in her ears. It stung, but wonderfully. Her clit was on fire. Her cheeks and lips looked vividly pink in the mirror. She made a sound of misery, and he ceased spanking her.

  “What is it?” he asked sharply, meeting her stare in the mirror.

  “I’m going to come,” she gasped.

  “Go on, then. Do it,” he insisted, lifting his hand.

  He waited until she shuddered in his lap, then spanked her tautly as she climaxed. Gia had never felt so out of control during sex. There was only that pulsing, heart-pounding moment. She burned so badly. All she could do was quake in helpless pleasure as Seth’s hand rose and fell, pinkening her ass while she surrendered every last trace of inhibition.

  If he’d wanted her to pair pleasure and spanking in her mind, he couldn’t have done it any better. She gasped, collapsing in Seth’s lap limply. She moved the vibrator off her clit. His cock throbbed against her skin as he massaged her bottom.

  “Your ass is beautiful. So tight and round.” Gia bit her lip when he parted her ass cheeks. Cool air licked against her sensitive asshole. “I can’t believe I’ve held out this long in doing this,” he muttered thickly.

  “Do . . . doing what?” she gasped, still turned inside out by her climax.

  He glanced at her face calmly in the mirror. Wariness prickled through her.

  “What do you think?” he rasped, still holding her buttocks in his palms. His gaze slid down her back to her ass.

  “You . . . you want to fuck me there?” she asked.

  “Oh, yeah.”

  “You’d like it that much?” she asked, fascinated by his feral expression.

  “I’ll love it.”

  “Then yes,” she replied simply.

  Something flickered across his rigid features as he met her gaze in the mirror. Then he was reaching beneath her. At first, she thought he was rubbing his raging erection, but then he extracted his hand, holding the vibrating tube. Anticipation choked at her throat as she watched him lubricate the tube again. He parted her ass cheeks.

  “Is my spanking finished?” she asked anxiously, half-hoping to distract him as he brought the buzzing vibrator to the crack in her ass.

  “For now,” he replied calmly, intent on his task. She moaned when he pushed the round tip of the vibrator against her asshole. He kept it there a moment, vibrating the sensitive ring of muscle. “I know you can’t see it in the mirror, but your asshole is pink and pretty. It’s going to be so damn good fucking you there.”

  “Seth,” she groaned, her muscles tensing when he pushed the vibrator into her ass.

  “Don’t resist it,” he urged softly. “Press back against it. It’ll go in better that way.”

  Within seconds, he was pushing the five-inch tube smoothly in and out of her ass. Gia’s fingers clawed at the duvet. It not only looked highly illicit and sexy in the mirror, it felt that way. Forbidden and dark and very arousing.

  He plunged the vibrator all the way into her and held it there. She moaned helplessly. His face tightened in a grimace, and he reached beneath her, stroking his swollen cock.

  “Enough. I can’t take this anymore,” he said abruptly. He drew the vibrator out of her and lifted her legs and hips over him, setting them back down on the edge of the mattress when he stood. Gia scrambled up on her hands and knees, dazed with arousal.

  Seth attacked his button fly. “Stay there. On your hands and knees.”

  They watched each other in strangling excitement as Seth stripped off his clothes. When he finally stood before her naked, she stared at his awesome erection springing between his strong thighs.

  “Don’t look at me like that, Bright Eyes,” he coaxed as he reached for the bottle of lubricant. “You know I’m not going to hurt you.”

  “So it won’t hurt?” she asked, relieved. Her mouth grew wet with saliva as she watched him matter-of-factly lube up his erection. He looked awesome and even a little fearsome in that moment.

  “It might a little. Just at first,” he admitted, coming up next to where she was perched on the bed. He adjusted her hips so that her knees were still on the mattress, but her legs and ass were slanted toward the edge of the bed and his jutting, shiny cock. “You’re a virgin here, right?” he asked.

  “Oh,” she cried out when he pierced her ass with a lubricated finger. It had felt very dirty watching him penetrate her ass with the vibrator, but having his finger in her felt that much more sharp and intimate. What would it be like to have his big, beautiful cock thrusting in and out of such a private place?

  She moaned uncontrollably as he continued to push his finger in and out of her. He cupped a suspended breast with his other hand and rubbed her nipple with his fingertip.

  “Gia? You’re hot and very tight. Are you a virgin here?”

  “Yes,” she gasped.

  “Good. I like hearing there are parts of you that are mine alone,” he said darkly. “Would it be too much for you, since this is your first time, if I restrained your hands behind your back?”

  “Why do you want to?” she mumbled, highly distracted because he was finger-fucking her firmly now.

  “Because I want to know you’re completely mine for a few blessed moments,” he grated out, his nostrils flaring. “I’ll probably want that a lot, in one way or another. I’ve been reining myself in so far with you. The truth is, I don’t like sharing you, Gia. Do you think you can accept that?”

  She glanced back and met his fiery stare. Her heart throbbed in her ears’ taut silence.

  “Yes,” she said.

  He nodded once, and she sensed his respect in that brief acknowledgment. He understood that while all this excited her, it was new and overwhelming too. She blinked in surprise when he abruptly leaned forward and unfastened her bra. His cock brushed against her naked hip as she lifted her hands off the mattress so that he could remove it.

  “Put your cheek and your breasts on the mattress, leave your bottom high in the air,” he instructed. “No. Other cheek down,” he said, halting her with a touch on her shoulder. “I know you’ll want to watch in the mirror.”

  Her cheeks were already on fire, but they scalded as she turned her head so that she faced the mirror.

  “Hands at the small of your back,” he said gently.

  She watched, biting her lip as he used her lace bra to tie her wrists together at the small of her back. When he’d finished, she looked utterly vulnerable in the mirror, her ass in the air, her hands restrained at her back.

  She also looked beautiful, Gia admitted, her face flushed, her bottom rosy next to the lacy, feminine garter and hose. Seth’s hand began to move and she forgot all about how she looked. She stared at him hungrily in the mirror. He was pumping his lubricated cock and staring at her with rigid intensity.

  He stepped behind her.

  “This is going to take a little doing,” he said gruffly. “I’ll do my best to go easy on you. I don’t want to hurt you, but at the same time,” he spread her ass cheeks, opening her, and presented the fat head of his cock to her asshole. “This is going to feel so fucking good,” he growled tensely. He gripped her hip and pushed
with a gentle, but relentless pressure. “Don’t fight it,” he bit out through a clenched jaw. “Push back against it, like I told you.”

  She released a trembling cry as the crown of his cock slipped into her ass. Pain shot through her, but it was gone almost immediately. His hold on her hips tightened. “I’m not moving,” he assured. “Are you okay?”

  “Yes,” she said. She keyed into the sensation of him being in her. It felt very strange . . . illicit and incendiary. She felt him throb next to the nerve-packed flesh and instinctively tightened around him. He sank deeper several inches and groaned roughly.

  “I told you that your spanking was over, but if you keep that up, you’ll have another, Gia. You have no idea how good you feel. If you knew what I was thinking about doing to you right now, you wouldn’t tease.”

  She pressed her hot cheek next to the soft duvet, panting, mesmerized by the vision of him in the mirror. This is why he’d angled her body in this direction, slanting her so that she could see him penetrating her. He was so dirty. She loved it. His muscles were tight and delineated, his cock ruddy and shiny, piercing her pale flesh. He was the image of primal sex in that moment, beautiful and flagrant. He began to pulse his hips, his hard buttocks flexing in a subtle, controlled movement, as he fucked her shallowly.

  A howl of excitement left her throat, the sound surprising her. He clutched both her hips in his hands, his cock half buried in her.

  “Are you okay?” he demanded anxiously.

  She answered him by bouncing her bottom slightly, pulsing his cock in her. He lifted a hand and swatted her bottom in gentle remonstrance before he firmed his hold on her and continued to fuck her with quick, shallow strokes. She groaned roughly. She couldn’t shut up. Her reaction to this whole thing was unprecedented.

  “God, you’re so damn hot,” he growled.

  With each firm pass of his cock, he sank deeper, until his pelvis popped against her buttocks as he fucked her. He paused with his cock fully sheathed, his arm muscles bulging tight as he held her against him.