Mastered(80)
“Do not move,” Drake said harshly, causing her to jump and refocus.
He reinforced his dictate with a sharp smack to her bottom. At first it stunned her as fire spread over the cheek he’d not so delicately spanked, but almost as soon as the burn and the pain began, pleasure immediately took over, sending a warm glow over her skin. She was dizzy, balancing on the razor’s edge between pain and pleasure, and Drake was apparently an expert in knowing a woman’s limits.
She closed her eyes at that thought or it would ruin her entire night. She didn’t want to know how many women had come before her or would come after. She only wanted to experience all the pleasure Drake could give her, no matter how long their relationship lasted.
His palms massaged the globes of her bottom and then his fingers dipped low, one sliding inside her vagina, and he delicately fingered the walls as they desperately clenched around him, wanting more, wanting him. Not just his fingers. She wanted all of him.#p#分页标题#e#
Now that she knew she could accommodate his size, she was eager to enjoy his possession of her as often as she could. Because she knew deep in her heart that there would never be another man who would pleasure her as Drake would. There would never be another man so in tune with her who would go to such great lengths to give her what she wanted and needed.
“Tonight is for me,” he murmured. “There will not be a single part of your body that will not bear the mark or feel of my possession. I’m going to brand you so there is no question as to whom you belong to, body and soul.”
She sighed, closing her eyes as she languidly allowed the forceful words to wash over her like a gentle mist. She needed this. Wanted it. The realization was swift and shocking. But after being the caretaker for so long, always the one to take over and make decisions and to accomplish whatever needed to be done, for once someone was doing those things for her. Taking away the necessity of her making all the decisions and bearing the responsibility. With Drake she could simply let go and enjoy being under his control.
“My angel can take a lot,” he said. “You look like and are such a fucking innocent. A rarity because of the treasure you are, beautiful on the inside and out. But you mask an inner strength most men don’t possess, so I have no doubt you can take whatever I dish out tonight and that you’ll enjoy every bit.”
She shivered and a soft moan escaped her parted lips, and Drake squeezed her ass with one hand while probing even deeper into her pussy with his other hand. She’d already grown to know when he was pleased by his body language and the way he touched her, and she knew he liked her response, her simple moan of acceptance and of arousal.
Something Drake had said in the very beginning floated across her mind. You don’t get to tell me no. Ever. It should have alarmed her because she was at his complete mercy, and he could do whatever he chose in this moment and there was nothing she could do to stop him. But she didn’t want him to, and she realized she trusted him as much on a physical level as on the emotional level she’d already acknowledged. This man would not hurt her. Even though he’d said tonight was about him, she had no doubt that she would derive every bit as much pleasure from it as he would.
He delivered another stinging smack to her other cheek, and this time she didn’t jump and the pain didn’t even register because she knew that pleasure would instantly override any initial discomfort.
Another low moan escaped her breathlessly and he swore softly as he eased his fingers from inside her.
“You like that,” he said, his satisfaction evident in his words. “You went so fucking wet around my fingers when I spanked that sweet ass. And I’m going to fuck that ass, Angel. But I’m going to work you up before I do. I’m going to make you so mindless that you’ll beg me to fuck your ass.”
Her eyes widened with shock because she’d never even contemplated anal sex. It was definitely at the top of her list of “hell no” things she never wanted to experiment with. But with Drake? Not that he’d give her any choice, but she found herself not so unwilling to try—and accept—whatever he chose to do to her.
“I won’t hurt you, Angel,” he said softly. “I’ll push you. I’ll test your limits. And while you’ll ride the edge between pleasure and pain, you’ll feel far more pleasure and you’ll also learn that when a man knows what he’s doing, pain is pleasure. The mixture can be heady and unlike anything you’ve ever experienced before. But it’s my job not to take you too far and to make sure the pleasure far outweighs any pain you feel.”