Free Trust (Trojans MC Book 6) by Sam Crescent Page B

but smile, thinking about his name, and what he was doing.
    “It would seem to me, sweet Beth, you want to be punished.”
    “No.”
    Did she want to be punished?
    “You’re not allowed to touch yourself again until I say so.”
    “But I get so wet, and late at night after I’ve woken up from a dream, I can’t help it.”
    “You dream about me?”
    “Yes.”
    “In this dream, what am I doing?”
    “You’re touching me.”
    “Anything else?”
    “You’re making me watch as you touch me. It’s so damn hot, and you’re always in charge, Knuckles, always. You’re the master of me.”
    “Always, baby. Now, we’re going to have to head back to the shop. I don’t want to risk damaging kids’ eyes for what I want to do to you.”
    She shivered with delight. Gathering up the remains of her food, she took Knuckles hand, and they rushed back to the mechanic shop. She was surprised to see Duke and Brass working. Knuckles didn’t stop until they were back in the private office. She saw the blinds had already been drawn. He pushed her up against the door, grabbing her hands, and slamming them above her head.
    “Now, it seems to me you think you can do whatever the hell you want without consequences for your actions?”
    She shook her head. “No, that’s not what I think.”
    Beth wasn’t afraid. She was so turned on, she didn’t know how she was able to form coherent words. He was driving her crazy.
    “Silence. We’re going to have some new rules. When you’re alone with me in private, you don’t talk other than to say if I’m going too far, understand? Don’t be a smartass either. Know that I mean it when we’re like this, on the verge of fucking each other.”
    Suddenly, he spun her around so that her face was to the door. He shoved her hands above her head, and his hand moved to her stomach. Knuckles pressed against her back, and she moaned, feeling the rock hard ridge of his dick pressing against her ass.
    “Keep your hands there. Don’t move them.”
    He released her hands and slapped her ass. The action startled her.
    “How many times have you played with yourself?” he asked.
    “Six times.”
    Knuckles slapped her ass again. “Your pussy belongs to me. How many times have I slapped your ass?”
    “Twice.”
    “Good. Count them.”
    She counted each blow, which got harder, and stung a little deeper. The heat from the punishment made her even wetter. She wanted him so badly.
    “Six,” she said, on the final spank, and she was a little gutted that it was over.
    “Now, that is what I call a good punishment, baby.” The hand on her stomach moved down into her pants. “Let’s see how much you enjoyed my punishment.”
    She opened her legs, and he touched her naked slit.
    Her cheeks heated as she felt how wet she was. She’d never been this wet before in her life, and now, Knuckles knew.
    “Do you know how badly I want to slam my dick inside you right now? It would be so easy to release my cock, and sink into your wet cunt.” He nibbled her neck.
    “There’s nothing to stop you,” she said.
    “Yes, there is. The first time I’m with you, it’s not going to be against the door. I’m going to have time to explore your body, and get you even hotter for me.”
    He slid two fingers inside her, and she tried to press down on his fingers, to make him go deeper within her.
    “It’s not enough,” she said, moaning.
    “When my dick is inside you, you’ll be screaming about how there’s too much.”
    He brought his fingers up, to stroke over her clit.
    Knuckles pinched the bud, and then soothed out the sting with his fingers. “When I say you can come, you come.”
    Beth nodded, unable to deny him.
    He fingered her pussy, teasing her. “Come for me.”
    She shattered around his fingers. Only Knuckles’s hold on her kept her upright. Six times she’d brought herself to orgasm. Six times it had been good but not amazing. Beth would never touch herself until Knuckles gave her