Fraternization Rule (Risque Contracts Book 3)(19)

“Silence,” I commanded, my voice hard as steel, much the same as my cock. “You broke a rule, sweetheart.”

Picking up the crop, I lashed it lightly across one round globe of her ass, ready to explode at the reddening of her creamy, white skin.

Charlotte cried out and I immediately halted to make sure she was okay. “Are you using your safe word, sweetheart, or do you trust me to go on?”

She didn’t answer right away and I began to worry that I was wrong about my belief that this would appeal to her. Then she spoke. “You can continue,” she said shakily.

“Since that was so unexpected, I’m going to forgive your outburst at the first lash. But, no more, Charlotte. I expect silence.” I waited and she obeyed, so I rubbed away the sting on her bottom, and kissed the skin. “I’m going to give you the punishment you tallied up so it’s out of the way.”

I checked to make sure that she was still wet, much needed proof that this was turning her on, and found her absolutely soaked. I administered two quick slaps of the crop on each cheek, then smoothed my hand over the pinked skin, helping to alleviate some of the sting.

“Fuck, sweetheart. Seeing these marks on your unmarred skin has me so close to coming.” Feeling her wetness again, I groaned. “Is it making you hot, sweetheart? Answer.”

“Y—yes. I didn’t think it would be so...” she trailed off, seemingly searching for the right word, “erotic.”

I smiled widely, even though she couldn’t see it. Fuck yes! I knew she was fucking made for me. I started to explore her body with my hands and mouth, always returning to her pussy, licking and nipping everywhere but where she wanted it most. She was shaking and squirming with the need to be vocal and when I finally ran my tongue over her clit, she couldn’t hold it in and cried out my name. I immediately slapped the crop across her ass, a little harder this time.

Then I took the leather strips and pressed them to her pussy, wetting them with her juices, before coming over her and bringing them to her mouth, commanding her to lick them clean. “See how much this turns you on, sweetheart? What I do to you, the taste I am always starving for.”

Before moving, I released the blindfold and looked deeply into her chocolate eyes. They were glazed over with passion, well on her way to subspace. I played with her tits and nipples on my way back to kneeling behind her. Then attacked her pussy with a vengeance, but backed off as soon as I felt her on the brink. I did it over and over until her body was humming with need and she was sucking in big gulps of oxygen.

“You’ve been such a good girl, sweetheart. I think you deserve a reward. Do you want to come?”

“Please, Gabe.”

I whipped the crop across her ass. “I did not specifically tell you to answer.”

She looked back at me, her lips pinched together, the color drained from them as she attempted to keep silent.

My mouth back on her pussy, I plunged two fingers into her tight little hole and heard her moan. I kept my position as I administered another lashing and greedily sucked up the rush of arousal that flooded my mouth.

“Come, Charlotte,” I mumbled against her.

Her orgasm ripped through her and I lapped up every drop, alternating between her clit and tongue fucking her, keeping her flying high for as long as possible. After she had come three times, she was limp and barely able to keep herself upright. I backed off and ripped away my boxers, unable to wait any longer.

“You were incredible, sweetheart. I’m proud of you for obeying me. Grab onto the headboard and this time I want to hear you. Scream the house down so everyone in this building knows you are being thoroughly fucked.”

“Gabe, I don’t think I can,” she whimpered.

I used my hand this time, leaving a beautiful palm print and draining my last reserves of control. “You can and you will, Charlotte. When I tell you to, you will come for me one more time.”

Strands of her long blonde hair were glued to the skin of her back from sweat. I grabbed a handful and wrapped it around my fist, tightening, but not pulling. My cock was so hard, I was worried I might blow the moment I was inside her. I squeezed the base for a second, trying to push back my orgasm. It was just enough that I had a little more confidence. I lined it up with her pussy and plunged inside, bottoming out in that first thrust. She screamed, the sound making my ears ring and making my cock, somehow, impossibly harder.

I set a punishing rhythm, thrusting in and out so hard that the bed slammed up against the wall. Her pussy was clenching around my dick, practically strangling the life out of it.

“Oh fuck. Damn you’re tight, sweetheart. Your pussy doesn’t want to let me go.”