Free A Whole New Light by Julia Devlin

is it?” The pale green light glowed in the darkness.
    She frowned, and he stroked her pussy with his cock in a slow, deliberate tease. “What time?”
    “Eleven twenty-eight.”
    “Raise your hands above your head.”
    Confusion played across her face as questions filled her gaze. He squeezed her leg. “I’m going to let go. If you don’t keep my cock inside you, you’ll be punished.”
    Her gaze darted away as her pussy clamped down on his erection. He laughed. “You won’t like it as much as this one.” He slapped the outer curve of her thigh, and she clenched again. He thrust, once, twice, three times. “I used to fantasize about spanking you.” He leaned down and brushed his lips over the satin-smooth skin on her neck. “The reality is so much better.”
    “Oh. Yes.” Her head fell against the brick.
    “Don’t worry, sugar, by Monday morning you won’t be able to sit without thinking of my hand.” He grinned at her. “Staff meetings will never be the same.”
    She groaned. “Eth, please.” She rocked, her swollen pussy rippling along his cock. “Can’t we, um, pick up the pace?”
    “Now you’re just begging for it, aren’t you, Violet?” She shook her head. “Sorry.”
    “Don’t worry, I know plenty of things designed to keep you in line.” He let go of her leg and her muscles tightened along his hip. “Good girl.”
    He waited until her gaze was trained on him then pulled his belt from the loops. Her eyes went wide. “W-what ar—”
    “No questions.”
    Her mouth snapped shut.
    He reached over her head and wrapped her wrists with the wide leather strap. As he stretched, his cock began to slide from her body. “Remember what I said. Work those muscles to keep me inside or I promise you won’t like the consequences.”
    Her wet, hot cunt rippled along his shaft and he pressed closer to chase her heat. He hurried his motions, drawing the strap through the buckle and pulling tight to lock her wrists in place. “Keep them above your head.”
    She nodded.

    her.
    He hooked one leg over his elbow, deepening their connection. He thrust hard into

    She cried out.
    “You have one job.” He bent his knees, sought the angle that made her gasp. “Come. That’s it. Don’t think. Don’t question. Don’t fight.” He plunged into her. Her inner walls tightened. “Submit to me. Please me. Let go.”
    She jerked and moaned. He pumped harder. Faster. Deeper.
    With his free hand he found her breast, played with the hard bud. She let out a small wail.
    “That’s it.” His lungs burned as he fought for air. Pleasure prickled at the base of his spine and his balls tightened as he slammed his hips, each stroke hitting her clit. Her hips moved with him now, with no resistance, no restraint. “Come on, Violet, fuck me.” He squeezed her nipple hard, applying pressure until she threw her head back and screamed loud as her cunt squeezed and spasmed along his cock, sending him over the edge with her. His orgasm exploded through him, shaking his very foundation as he emptied inside her. He thrust into her over and over until he was drained and Violet was trembling from the aftershocks.
    Exhausted and more relaxed than he’d ever been in his life, he pressed his sweaty forehead against hers.
    “What have you done to me?” she asked, her breath uneven.
    “Loved you,” he said simply. Because it was true. He lifted his head, and her eyes blinked back at him, once again shinning with tears. She opened her mouth, closed it, opened again only to snap it shut. He smiled at her.
    Poor thing was at a loss for words.
    In the mood for play, he leaned in close and nipped at her bottom lip. Lifting his wrist, he showed her the watch. “What time is it?”
    Her expression eased and she rolled her eyes before gazing at the glowing face. She sighed. “Eleven thirty-six.”
    “Ah, look at that, I even have two minutes to spare.” He pulled out of her and discarded the condom then reached up and undid her