Bend To His Will(11)

“You taste so fucking sweet,” he growled.

Sandy smiled, then screamed as his fingers penetrated her cunt. Three all at once. She held onto the edge of the counter while trying to relax against the invasion. Everything about Neal was big. His fingers stretched her unused flesh. Her fake cocks and vibrators at home didn’t begin to compare to the real man and she didn’t have his cock yet.

“So tight and hot. I’d want you to sit on my face and suck my cock as I lick your cream.”

Every word held the promise of something more. Had Neal finally given in? Sandy jumped for joy inside at the thought of being his woman. Rory had only painted a small picture. She’d been the one to add the details.

“I’m going to come,” she said, the peak gaining on her.

A rough hard smack to her pussy made her cry out and stare down at him. Neal had slapped her. Shocked and turned on, her release subsided.

“What?” she asked.#p#分页标题#e#

“I’m the one in control here. I tell you when you can have release. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?” he growled.

“Yes, Neal.”

Whack.

“Yes, what?”

Sandy didn’t know what to say. “I don’t know,” she whimpered.

“Say, yes Master.”

She licked her lips as the order registered in her mind. Neal truly was a dominant man. Gazing down at her heated pussy, she saw the small red hand print. She expected to be angry at the way he’d mistreated her body. The stinging burn only intensified her pleasure. A pulse going straight to her clit.

Did this make her a pain slut?

“Say the words, Sandy. Or else,” he warned.

Or else what?

Too much was happening too fast. Neal on his knees, licking her pussy. The slaps to her private section along with the commands were driving her crazy with lust. A woman should be allowed time to think.

“Say the words or I leave now and nothing else happens.”

The threat had the required effect. She’d give anything to be with Neal.

“Yes, Master,” she said without hesitation. She had the rest of her life to ask questions.

“Good girl.”

He continued to tease her clit. Collecting her juice on his fingers, he pushed inside her. Sandy controlled her response. She wasn’t allowed to come until he said. Each time her pinnacle built, Neal brought her down only to build her back up again. The pressure inside her intensified until she began to think she’d never be able to climax again.

Staring at the ceiling as another wave of pleasure overcame her she expected to be brought down.

“Come for me, Sandy.”

Gasping, she stared as his tongue slid over her clit. The dual pleasure of seeing and feeling the action sent her hurtling over the edge into blissful oblivion. Her release slammed into her. A scream left her lips as her grip tightened.

Her fingers ached as her senses started to return. Her legs hurt from hanging over the counter. Her ass was numb. She would have been in a heap on the floor if Neal hadn’t been holding her.

Slowly, with tender care he brought her down. He stood and wrapped his arms around her as tears fell from her eyes. In all of her experience, she’d never had an orgasm so mind consuming that it left her gasping for breath before.

“Sh, I’ve got you,” he whispered. Neal stroked her hair as he held her.

She was shocked for a second time that night as it occurred to her the last time she’d been given a hug. Not by a girlfriend or a friend but a hug given with the intention of comforting.

After a while she pulled back, staring at him. She rubbed the tears from her eyes.

“Thank you,” she said.

“My pleasure. You taste so damn sweet.”

A smile broke out on her face, looking at his crotch. The material tented to make room for his erection.

“May I help ease you, Sir.” She added the last part to see his reaction. His nostrils flared. His eyes dilated. Oh, yes. There was more to Neal Haney than met the eye.

Sandy looked forward to finding out every little secret he possessed.





Chapter Five





His heart pounded as her words sunk in. However, he didn’t want her to think he expected her to reciprocate what he’d done. The stiff shaft inside his jeans wasn’t hearing his pleas to cool off.

Licking her pussy had been what he wanted all night. Seeing her bare while lapping her cream meant more to him than she would ever understand.#p#分页标题#e#

Before he could tell her otherwise, Sandy reached down and unbuckled his belt. The sound of metal against metal had him groaning.

Next, she undid his button, then his zipper. He rarely wore boxers and this day he hadn’t bothered. The heat of the summer made underwear uncomfortable on his skin. He much preferred being a free man. She pulled his jeans to his knees, his cock stood straight out. The tip already leaking his pre-cum. Neal watched as she licked her lips. Her tiny fist surrounded him—touching him and learning him. He knew what she was doing by the way she watched his reactions. Sandy Breeden wanted to please him.