Master of the Inn(26)

“Yes.”

He kissed her mouth as his hands roamed her heated flesh. “You’re a distraction. You make me lose focus. That doesn’t happen often.” He stepped back, creating some distance between them. “My cock aches for you but we need to work on a few things first.” She followed his gaze to the bed. “I have something else for you.” He slipped his hand under the mattress again and pulled out a black strap with a handle. He held it in front of her line of vision. “This is my riding crop. I can make you do anything I say with this.”

What will you ask?

He stroked the leather tongue over her collarbone and down to her breasts. “Drop your head and lower your gaze to the floor.”

She did as he asked enabling her to watch him trail the crop along her stomach. His actions were slow but deliberate. He took his time moving the strap across her hipbone and down her leg sending shivers throughout her body.

“The crop can be used for pleasure or pain.” He struck her inner thigh hard enough to make her sensitive flesh sting. “I like to cause both at the same time.” He stepped closer to her before slapping the crop against her other thigh. Reaching between her legs, he caressed where he had made contact. “Are you enjoying this?” He rubbed his thumb along her wet slit.

You know I am.

“Yes.” She moaned out her satisfaction.

“Hmm.” He slid the crop up her stomach and swirled the handle end around her nipples as he kept a steady rhythm with his thumb between her legs. “Don’t come.” He struck the side of her breast a little lighter than he had on her thigh. “You’re not allowed.”

She sucked in a breath when the crop made contact with her skin.

“Too much?” He slapped one nipple and then the other causing a light burning sensation.

“Oh…” At first, he applied enough pressure to hurt, but once the sting wore off she wanted more.

“More?”

“Yes.”

“Beg for it.” He moved the crop lower as he withdrew his fingers from her pussy. “Do you want my crop here?” He ran the leather strap across her mound. “Tell me.”

“More, Logan. I want more. I need to…”

“Not yet.” He brought the crop down against her aching center. “You’re not allowed to come.”

“Please.” She desperately wanted to see his eyes – was he as turned on as she was? – but she also wanted to know where he was going to take this. She kept her eyes on the floor. The scent of her arousal swirled between them, her juices dripped down her thighs and her clit throbbed from the pressure building inside her.

“Who do you belong to?” He ran the strap over her slit as he brought his lips to her jaw.

“You.”

“I already own your body but I’m greedy.” She heard the crop hit the hardwood floor. “I want more.” He hiked her leg over his hip and pressed his denim covered erection against her center. “Will you give me what I want?”

“Anything you want?” She thrust her hips forward, rubbing against the rough material of his pants trying to create some friction.

“Tell me I can have you. All of you.” He rocked into her, spreading her lower lips with his fingers so that each time she moved against him she felt the sensation she desperately needed.

“I’m yours, Logan.” She closed her eyes and gave into her needs. The smell of him, his warm skin against hers, the way his lips lingered just below her ear was too much. “Please…”

“Tell me.” He moved her hips faster. “Scream it out.”

“You! I belong to you. All of me.” She pulled against the restraints trying to get even closer to him. “Mind, body and soul. It’s all yours.”

“Let go, Elyse. Let go for me.” He grunted into her neck.

“God…” She thrust against him a few more times until her climax took over ripping through her harder than she had ever experienced before. She dropped her head onto his shoulder whispering his name over and over.

He tilted her chin, kissing her hard on the mouth. “You’re beautiful when you submit.” He reached behind her and released her hands. “Are you okay?” He rubbed her shoulders and then examined her wrists placing soft kisses on each.

“I want to please you,” she whispered.

“You did.” He kissed her forehead. “More than you know.”

“I want more. I want to feel you inside me.”

“Greedy girl.” He grinned. “I like it. Maybe I should spank you more often.”

“Maybe later.” She rubbed his crotch feeling his desire for her.