beginning of something special. That was ridiculous thinking. He just couldn't risk his heart yet. What if it didn't work out, or she didn't want to live the submissive lifestyle. His woman would have to be submissive all the time, not just in the bedroom.
He flipped them over, grabbed a condom from the table, slid it on and plunged in to the hilt. “Mmm. Lissa, you feel so fucking good.” Her wet heat enveloped him, making him regret the latex barrier. He lifted her legs up over his shoulders and pumped in again.
“Ah, ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod.” She lifted her pelvis meeting him thrust for thrust.
“That's it, babe. Give me all you've got.” Her eyes left his for a brief moment, looking where they were coupled. He followed her gaze, seeing his cock stretching her, pumping in and out. The only sounds in the room were that of heavy breathing and wet flesh slapping flesh. The rich musky scent of sex permeated the air.
“Look at me and only at me,” he reminded her. He wanted to see those chocolate eyes melt as she came again. He was getting close, so he dropped one leg and used his hand to rub her clit in small circles. Her eyes rolled up in her head and then her body went rigid. She squeezed her thighs tight together as she fell over into oblivion.
Damn, he hated that he'd missed her eyes as she came. He'd have to punish her for that.
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CHAPTER ELEVEN
He felt the tingle in his spine, pumped into her two more times and came, roaring his release. He lowered her leg, reluctantly pulled out and rolled off of her.
“Lay right here. I'll get a cloth and clean you.”
She nodded.
He walked to the bathroom, ditched the condom, wet a washcloth and returned to her. He carefully cleaned her taking care not to abrade her clit. She was still aroused.
She moaned her pleasure with each touch.
He wondered how much she would enjoy her punishment. He grew hard thinking about it. He hadn't thought it possible to go all night, but with her it was easy. She was something special, he'd known that when he'd seen her in the green elf outfit.
He put the cloth down on the bedside table and went to his toy table. He picked up a tube of lube and a small butt plug and headed back to her.
“What is that?” Her eyes were as big as saucers looking at the plug.
He held it up. “This is a butt plug. It's your punishment for disobeying me.”
“What did I do wrong now?” She crossed her arms over her chest defiantly.
He smiled, she looked like a pissed off kitten. “First: you didn't look at me when you came and second: you're having an attitude with me now. You can use your safe word and all of this will stop, if you wish. Or, you can get back on all fours and proceed.”
She paused for a moment then flipped over, sticking her ass in the air.
“Good girl.” He squeezed a glob of lube on his finger and smeared it on her tiny puckered hole. He swirled his finger around her entrance and pushed in.
She hissed through her teeth.
“How does this feel?” He pushed his finger all the way in, brought it out and pushed in again.
“Ah, it hurts a little, Sir.” She tensed up, clamping down on his finger.
“Don't tense up, sweetheart.”
She blew out a breath relaxed.
He fucked her ass in and out with his finger then added a second. He smiled, when he felt her backing up against his hand. He scissored his fingers in her ass, stretching her for the plug. The butt plug was smaller than he was, but it would get her muscles ready for his entry.
“Here comes the plug. I'll take it slow so it doesn't hurt too much. Just relax for me, babe.” He pushed the tip of the plug in and out, getting her used to it.
“Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod, there's so much pressure. It stings and feels good all at the same time. I've never done this before.” She breathed in heavy pants, with moans mixed in. It was music to his ears. He went in a little deeper each time, until he felt the pop of her inner muscles.