Total pages in book: 113
Estimated words: 107115 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 536(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107115 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 536(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 357(@300wpm)
“Matt!” She arched up.
He shoved her back to the mattress. “Take it.”
Then he repeated the swat, the thump of the buttery-soft skin a supple torment as he made contact with her most sensitive flesh again and again and again. She gasped. Blood rushed. Sensation swamped. She fought for breath and sanity as he slowly unraveled her. The ache between her legs turned ferocious, wresting away her restraint. Her flesh sizzled—a thousand degrees of longing and need. A burning desire to give herself over to him completely had her gasping and begging him with a silent plea.
“Tell me,” he demanded.
“I need to come.”
“No.”
“What?” God, she didn’t think she could hold back, especially after he sent the flogger thudding across the mound of her pussy again, the falls fondling her precisely where she ached.
“Promise me,” he snarled out, pausing his rhythmic strikes against her throbbing sex. “Promise me that pussy is always mine.”
“I did,” she gasped. “It is.”
“For-fucking-ever, Madison. Tell me this pussy is mine forever. That you’re mine forever.”
“Yes,” she vowed. “Forever.”
He tossed the flogger onto the mattress. Then he knelt on the floor between her thighs, dragged her to the edge of the bed, and inhaled a deep breath. “That’s right. If you ever forget, I will remind you by denying this pretty pussy until you beg for forgiveness and my cock. Are we clear?”
“Yes, Matt. I won’t forget. Just…please. Please!”
“Tell me you trust me.”
She was almost startled to realize she did—implicitly.
When she’d first met him years ago, Madison had been hopeful…but gun-shy. She’d asked herself a dozen times, if she hadn’t been used and abandoned by other guys, would she have reached out to Matt more, tried harder, been more understanding of his hesitation after their first magical weekend together? Probably. But from the minute she’d knocked on his window after leaving Todd and the DC machine behind, Matt had been rock-solid. Her protector. Her lover. Her Dom. Her everything. He’d filled the cracks others had left in her heart with the love she felt pouring off him every single day.
“I trust you.”
“No matter what?” he demanded.
“No matter what.”
He rewarded her with a rough thumb across her clit, followed by his tongue as he fitted a pair of thick fingers inside her and prodded against her internal walls in exactly the spot designed to send her soaring.
“Oh. Oh. Oh!” she panted. “Matt. Please. I need more. I need…”
“Tell me.”
“I just… I’m coming apart.” She shook her head as sensations zipped and rolled through her body fast, hot, and destructive. “I can’t stop it.”
“You can’t. Only I can. Because you need me.”
“Yes,” she groaned. “Inside me. So hard it hurts. So deep I can’t breathe.”
“That’s right,” he crooned.
Then he rewarded her by suctioning her clit into his mouth again until she was poised, breath held, right on the edge.
“Matt!” The sensation was right there, but she couldn’t seem to fall into bliss.
“Don’t come.”
Madison clenched every muscle to stave off the need, but she feared she was doomed to disappoint him. Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes. “Why?”
“You trust me, remember? Never forget that.”
She breathed hard and rough to regain control of her body. But that devious thumb of his brushed and rubbed her sensitive nub, keeping her precisely on the edge until her toes curled, her hips jolted, her breathing faltered, and her tears fell unimpeded.
“God, your agony is fucking pretty. All that suffering because you trust I’ll make it perfect for you.” He licked the inside of her thigh. “Yes…”
“Please,” she whimpered. “Please.”
He shook his head. “It’s all about trust.”
“I know. I know…but—”
“No buts. Total trust. Give it to me, and I’ll reward you.”
His strokes on her clit slowed, alternately timed with the press-rub of his fingers on her front wall until the agony reached a crescendo of rushed breaths, twisting spine, and pounding heart whooshing between her ears, drowning out everything except Matt.
“Yes!” She tossed back her head as he heaped pleasure on her that tore her apart piece by agonizing piece. It was as awful as it was wonderful, and Madison had no idea how she would survive if he didn’t let her come soon. “Oh, god…”
“You mean ‘oh, Matt.’” He brushed away tears rolling down her temples before he lifted his busy hand from her pussy and plunged his drenched fingers into her mouth.
She didn’t fight him, just begged him to end her suffering with an imploring moan.
He shoved down his pants, then lifted her to the middle of the bed, covered her with his body, and aligned his crest with her empty, clenching opening. He drilled her with his unblinking stare. “Look at me.”
Madison wrapped her legs around him, her gaze tangling with his until she felt so lost in him that, despite the fact their bodies weren’t joined yet, she didn’t know where she ended and he began. “Matt…”