Free Power Play [Pleasure Playground 2] by Eliza Gayle

lips. She had no idea how to deal with the fever burning inside her. “No,” she mumbled.
    "No, what?” His frown deepened.
    He was really going to make her voice every single word. “No, Sir. I don't want to give up."
    He brushed the tears away from her cheeks. “You are braver than you know, love. I'm proud of you.” He rose to his feet.
    Her stomach tumbled at the sight of the crop he bounced on his hand. “Then we'd better finish going over the rules."
    With her heart pounding, she sucked in air as she waited for his next words.
    "Rule number four.” He teased her slit with the end of his crop, bringing her right back to the edge with a few swipes across her clit. “There will be no modeling during our agreement."
    "I will no—” Her mind burned for half a second before the crop landed on her leg, stealing her breath. At the same time his finger prodded at her opening. She sucked in air, her stomach muscles tightening. She wanted this so bad.
    He slid his finger inside her. The easy glide against slick and swollen tissues felt unbelievable. Then it got really good. Daegan moved his hand in a simple in-and-out motion that drove her wild. She clenched her fists, and her muscles strained against her bindings. She wasn't exactly trying to get loose, but she wanted more.
    Her pussy squeezed around him, and someone moaned. She had no idea if the sound had come from her or him. Then his finger slipped free. Before she could protest, he returned with two fingers spreading her open. Wet warmth covered her sex, and she lifted her head to see his dark hair blocking her view as he ate at her pussy. His tongue stroked over her, up one side and down the other before circling the biggest bundle of nerves.
    Spine-tingling tension grew in a spot at her lower back. She held her breath as the explosion neared. She barely moved, afraid to jar him from his perfect positioning. Tongue on clit; fingers fucking pussy.
    He lifted his head, instantly stopping her race to the ledge. “Nooo,” she wailed.
    "And that brings us to rule number five."
    His fingers stroked inside her twice more before they too disappeared, leaving her empty—adrift. Oh please God, let this mean he was finally going to fuck her. How he'd managed to hold off this long she couldn't imagine. The man had balls of steel or something.
    But he didn't remove his pants or climb on top of the bed. He simply picked up the crop, stood straight, and stared down at her with such wicked intent she almost spontaneously combusted.
    "Rule number five is simple but very important. Under no circumstances will you have an orgasm until I say you are ready."
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Chapter Six
    Daegan watched the understanding bloom on little Jennifer's face. She was a woman who barely expressed any emotion through words, but he could read her like a book. Fear, anger, want, desire... They were all there. He imagined the overload she had to be feeling by now. It had been a long couple of days, and the scene he'd planned for tonight had changed as he'd learned more about her.
    The sight of her as she was now nearly undid him. Spread out and open, her pussy glistening and probably aching for him to fuck her. It would be so easy to take her now. Slide into her nice and slow and watch the glorious emotions roll across her face. He shook his head and pushed the image away.
    Instead he rounded the bed and rested the crop across her belly. It would serve as a reminder that she was still under his control. He didn't miss the quiver that rippled across her flesh or the puckering of the skin around her nipples. God, she was so damned beautiful. Her responsiveness made him crazy with want for her.
    "Why are you doing this?” Her question interrupted his errant thoughts and returned his focus to the task at hand.
    He stroked his finger across her collarbone and along the curve of her neck. There was no doubt why Chase used her so extensively in his studio. What he didn't understand is