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Heat
traveled over her skin and sent her arousal up another notch. Surely being
spanked like this should not turn her on even more, and make her wish he would
bend her over his knee and do the job properly? By the time he’d delivered that
last stinging swat, she gasped her answer.
    “ Yes, my lord.”
    “ That’s better, my pretty.” She could hear the smile in
his voice and feel it in the butterfly kisses on her shoulder blades as he
circled her. The swish of cool silk over her sensitive tummy made her pull in
the muscles there in anticipation. The silk moved higher, a bare whisper across
her engorged breasts, before it settled over her eyes. His warm hand grasped
hers and lifted her arm high as another slow, tantalizing swish of silk slid up
her body before he tied it around her wrist, and secured her arm high above her
head. The tickle of yet more silk started on the inside of her thigh this time,
and brushed across her clit repeatedly. It caused more of her juices to moisten
her already wet pussy lips, and beads of perspiration broke out on her skin. Astrid
could smell her own arousal in the air, mixed with the unique scent of the man
breathing into her ear. His sharp intake of breath told her he was as affected
as she was. The whispered Arabic words breathed against her flesh sent shivers
of awareness down her spine. Rashid lifted her other arm so high, she had to
once again stand on tiptoes.
    “ My lord?” She
hated the wobble in her voice, but she needed some reassurance right now.
    “ Shhh , trust
me.” His deep voice soothed the flutters of unease in her tummy. “I won’t hurt
you any more than you’ll need me to. If it truly gets too much, your safe word
is Sahara, understood? You do know what a safe word is, right?”
    Astrid
nodded, unable to speak at that moment, and he laughed. It seemed almost
menacing, and her clit clenched anew at the dark sound.
    “ Good girl. I should warn you, however. If you cry red
without really needing to, I’ll know, and you will not enjoy that punishment. Are we clear?”
    Astrid
nodded and gasped when he yanked her head back by her hair with enough force
for her scalp to sting.
    “ I need to hear you say the words, my pretty, or this
all stops now.”
    She
blinked back tears and had to clear her throat several times to get her voice
to work.
    “ Yes, my lord, we’re clear.”
    Rashid
murmured something in his mother tongue, and released a long drawn out breath,
as though he’d stopped breathing in wait for her answer. The thought that he
cared this much, the knowledge of how important this seemed to him, gave her a
warm glow inside. She couldn’t even begin to explain that bubble of happiness
bursting inside of her at his obvious approval. Astrid had never thought of
herself as submissive before, but right here, right now, the world narrowed to
just the two of them, and it seemed terribly important to her to please him.
    Rashid
withdrew, and the air moved next to her. The rustle of clothes behind her sent
adrenaline swamping through her system. Was he undressing? Would he finally
fuck her like she wanted him to? A feather light caress on her ass made her try
to arch into it, but it was gone before she achieved her desire. Another touch
on her breasts and this time she moved forward, but again it was gone before
she could prolong the contact. Her groan of frustration was met by a low
chuckle as one hand finally closed around her breast. His calloused digits
kneaded her flesh softly, before he replaced the hand with his hot mouth. Her
whole body jerked at his tongue laved the erect bud, and he grazed his teeth
over the sensitive peaks. Every pull send another stab of lust to her core, and
she rubbed her thighs together in a vain attempt to soothe the ache. She yanked
at the restraints, and the silk sank deeper into her wrists.
    “ Rashid, please…” She whimpered the words, and Astrid
strained against the soft silk binding her wrists.
    The slap
on her ass stung