Free Her Officer in Charge by Maggie Carpenter Page A

you’ll remember this.”
    “I will,” she gasped.
    His spanking hand had stung, but the paddle carried a heavier, hotter, keener pain, and she bit her lip to stop from crying out. She wanted to beg him to stop, but she knew it would make no difference, and could even push him into paddling her further.
    “Your thighs are turning a very nice shade,” he declared, “and I’m sure they’re already quite sore.”
    “Oh, they are, sir,” she whimpered.
    “Yes,” he said calmly, continuing to swat back and forth, “even a girl with a tongue as sharp as yours will pay attention to this particular punishment.”
    “Yes,” she groaned, “yes, it’s not sharp anymore, I swear.”
    “A few more good ones to make sure. If I have to punish you again for being bad-mannered, I won’t be happy.”
    Moving the paddle up to her cheeks, he landed lighter strikes, but delivered them rapidly, making her squirm and gyrate. Then, finally satisfied, he dropped the paddle on the bed, moved his hand over her hot, burnt cheeks, then slipped his fingers into her sex.
    “Soaking,” he muttered. “Totally soaking.”
    “Oh, sir,” she moaned, “permission to speak?”
    “Granted.”
    “Thank you for… everything.”
    “Release my ankles.”
    As her fingers dropped away, he crouched down, grabbed a fistful of hair, and pulled her head back.
    “Look at me,” he growled.
    Raising her eyes, she stared back at him.
    “Do we understand each other?”
    “Yes, sir.”
    “Who am I?”
    “My dominant, sir, if you’ll have me. Please, will you have me?”
    “I’ll be strict, but I will also be kind,” he said warmly, “but Bella, let there be no mistake, I won’t hesitate to spank you, and I’ll expect obedience.”
    “Yes, sir, I’ll do my best, I promise.”
    Releasing her hair, he helped her on to the bed, quickly stripped off her clothes, then sat next to her, gazing at her glorious nakedness.
    “You are beautiful, Bella, and I do love to tease,” he murmured, dropping his fingers against her swollen pussy, “and you, young lady, are going to learn patience.”

Chapter Ten
     
     
    Stretching out next to her, he pulled her into his arms, breathing in her fragrance and relishing the feel of her skin next to his, then suddenly his mouth was devouring hers. She lifted her arms around him, clinging tightly, responding with an ardent need as he lingered his lips, gliding them warmly, then aggressively, then gently, before traveling them to her neck and down to her breasts. She was moaning softly, but when his fingers slid inside her pussy and began massaging her clit, her moans became a plaintive cry of need.
    “Sir, that’s… ooh… sir, I want you so much!”
    Listening to her mews and pleas, he continued to toy with her, then pressed his finger deep inside her warm, moist recess, making her wriggle against his hand.
    “You’re almost ready for me,” he growled.
    “I am now, so ready, please take me.”
    “I’m going to, but not until I hear you beg, really beg.”
    “But I am begging you, sir,” she pleaded. “I want you so badly. I do, please believe me.”
    “That was lovely,” he murmured, “and I do believe you.”
    Rising to his knees, he placed himself between her legs and gently separated her cunt lips with his thumbs; her pink, glistening flesh stared back at him. Reaching across to the nightstand, he slid out the drawer and retrieved a condom. Deftly sliding it over his turgid cock, he held himself at her needy entrance, teased for a moment, then pushed home with a forceful, slow thrust. Locking his hands around her hips, he held her still as he continued with strong, determined strokes.
    Bella was lost in a sea of scintillating sensation. His control of her body was like nothing she’d felt. He was taking her, using her as he wished, his cock was consuming her, and, closing her eyes, she could feel the orgasm that had hovered during his tantalizing play, already threatening to