white-hot flash felt like a combination of shards of heated glass poking at her skin and pleasure so intense she was sure her lungs were incapable of sustaining her.
With her body in near-panic mode, a harsh blow landed across her right buttock. Fire erupted in that spot, and thousands of pinpricks erupted along her limbs. Before she could assimilate exactly what had happened, another blow landed across the opposite cheek. Jennifer opened her mouth and screamed while countless more slaps to her ass fell. Pain seared and radiated to every inch of her body. Tears pooled in her eyes.
She wanted to strangle him. Liar . If he stopped now, she would die. Every time his hand landed on her skin, warm pleasure pulsed through her cunt. The tremors from her release merely fed the buildup of the next one. She gripped the bars until her knuckles probably turned white. They'd certainly ache later. She began to writhe on the bench from the combination of agony and bliss.
"You're amazing, love. Only one more for tonight.” The warmth spread to her belly over his compliment. She held her breath and waited. She had a feeling that if he'd decided to warn her, this last one was going to hurt like a motherfucker. And it was going to make her come.
His hand brushed her burning buttocks and soothed some of the soreness. The cotton sensation in her head expanded and unbearable pressure built behind her clit. His hand disappeared, and the last strike came swiftly. The air whooshed from her body on a wave of pain so brilliant and bright it blinded her. She bowed her back and pulled at the restraints all in an attempt for that final touch to send her soaring over the cliff.
Immediately he shifted, and his lips pressed to her burning flesh. Fingers parted her lower lips moments before he followed them with his mouth. For a fleeting second she worried about what would come next before she forced all rational thought from her mind. Instead, she focused on the slow slide of his fingers in and out of her pussy and the smooth slide of his warm tongue across her aching flesh. She'd grown so wet it was ridiculous.
"I bet you'd give anything to be fucked right about now."
She whimpered. There was no need to respond since they both knew the truth of his statement. She arched her back, opening herself for easy access to more of his ministrations. Instead Daegan pulled his fingers free and moved away.
"Don't do this, Daegan. Please, don't leave me like this.” She wanted to bite down on her tongue for pleading with him but she couldn't stop. She was that desperate.
His fingers found her pussy and worked the aching bud in a repeated circular motion. Her release grew closer with every thundering beat of her heart. The pain in her ass had developed into a dull and relentless ache, reaching everywhere he touched.
"You need me.” His words were not harsh, more like reverent. They did something funny to her insides. This was the part where the heat of humiliation reared its ugly head. Needing anyone other than herself was strictly forbidden. She tried to shake her head no and found it impossible.
"You want me."
"Yes.” There was no doubt about that. “Please. I want more."
"Agree to my original offer. Become mine while I work this project. Submission isn't a dirty word, you know. It's a precious gift. One I don't take lightly."
Jennifer squeezed her eyes closed and remembered the way her stomach rolled every time he came near her. There were so many nights she spent thinking of him. Imagining what he'd look like without clothes, all the many things he'd force her to do... Her pulse beat between her legs. He simply made her crazy. That's what this had to be.
Liar.
If she couldn't be honest with herself, what chance did she have in the future?
His fingers wriggled, and all the denial fell to the floor. He'd reduced her to a writhing mass of want and need, and she fucking loved it.
"Yes,” she whispered, her voice hoarse.
"Say it again.” The dark