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her mouth until she was slurping on nothing but the engorged head, and loving it.

Then he began to penetrate again. A slow measured thrust that sank his cock to the

depth he marked, his expression tightening with such extreme pleasure that she fought

to caress the broad head that attempted to choke her. She let her throat make a

swallowing motion, a tentative movement to test her ability to do it.

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Cole groaned, his dick jerking in her mouth as he pulled back, thrust home again.

She repeated the movement, watching his face, never letting go of his expression as he

began to fuck her mouth. He was panting, his teeth clenched, his hard stomach

clenching.

“Yes, swallow it,” he growled when she repeated the motion. “Swallow it, baby.

Show me you want my cock.”

He was fucking her mouth harder now, her lips stretched so wide they felt bruised,

but Tess loved the feeling, loved watching the excitement, the extreme lust that crossed

his face each time her throat caressed the head of his cock. His hips were bucking

against her, his voice a rumbled growl as he fucked her lips, pushing his cock as deep as

it could go, groaning as the flesh tensed, tightened further.

“Yes. I’m going to cum now, Tess. I’m going to cum in your hot little mouth just

like I’m going to cum up that tight little ass. Take it, baby, take my cock.” He speared in,

she swallowed, his hips jerked, then Tess felt the first hard, hot blast of his semen rocket

against the back of her throat. It was followed by more. Thick hard pulses of creamy

cum spurted down her throat as he cried out above her.

Tess was ecstatic, quivering with anticipation as she felt his cock, still hard, pull out

of her mouth. He would fuck her now. Surely, he would fuck her now.

“You’re so beautiful, Tess,” he whispered as he moved away from her, staring

down at her, his eyes gentle once again. “So damned hot and beautiful, you make me

crazy.”

“Good,” she moaned. “Fuck me now, Cole. Please.”

He smiled, and her eyes widened as he shook his head.

“What?” she bit out, incredulously. “Damn you, Cole, you can’t leave me like this.”

“Did I say I was leaving you?” he asked her, arching his brow in question. “No,

Tess, I’ll be here with you, all night, every night. But you’re not ready to be fucked yet.”

“I promise I am,” she bit out. “I really am, Cole.” If she got any more ready, she

would go up in flames.

He chuckled, though the sound was strained.

“Not yet, Tess,” he whispered. “But soon.”

He moved across the room, and then Tess noticed the small tray that sat on the

mantle of her wall-enclosed dresser. He picked it up and as he turned back to her,

Tess’s eyes widened in apprehension.

There were several sexual aids laying on the silver tray, as well as a large tube of

lubrication. The one that frightened her most, was the thick butt plug that sat on its

wide base. Tess trembled at the sight of it, shaking her head in fear as he neared her. If

only she was frightened enough, she thought distantly. God help her, her cunt was on

fire, her body so sensitive she thought a soft breeze would send her into climax. And

seeing those toys, the thick butt plug and the large dildo, had her trembling, not just in

fear, but in excitement.

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He set the tray on her nightstand, then sat on her bed, staring at it.

“If you don’t stay aroused, needing me and what I’ll give you, then I’ll walk away,”

he said, his voice so soft she had to strain to hear it. “But I’ll push you, Tess, see what

you like, see what you can take. Not just tonight, but all week. You’re mine until the

night of your father’s party. No matter what, no matter when, as long as what I’m doing

arouses you.”

“And if it doesn’t?” she asked angrily. “What are you going to do, hurt me until I

can’t take it anymore?”

He turned to her, his eyes blazing.

“Only I can give you what you want, what you need,” he bit out. “You’re so

damned hot to be dominated you can’t stand it. Do you think I don’t know that? Did

you think you were told the rumors of my preferences needlessly? If you weren’t

excited by it, Tess, you wouldn’t have been so wet you soaked my hand two years ago

when I caught you in the hall. You’re just scared of it. And I want you too damned bad

to let you stay frightened of what we both need any longer.”

“I won’t do it!” But excitement was electrifying her body, making every cell throb in

anticipation.

“Won’t you?” he growled. “I know about the books your mother found in your

room when you went to college, Tess. The stories you read, to satisfy that craving you

couldn’t explain.”

Her face flushed. Her mother had been enraged over the naughty books she had

found in Tess’s room that year.

“Captives, dominated by their lovers. Submissive, loving every stroke of the

sensual pleasure they received.

Tess could feel her flush of mortification staining her entire body.

“Did you ever fuck your ass, Tess?” he asked her softly, leaning toward her,

watching her closely. “As you stroked your cunt, fighting for orgasm, did your finger

ever steal into that hot, dark little passage, just to see what it felt like?”

She had. Tess moaned in humiliation. But it hadn’t been her finger, rather it had

been the rounded, slender vibrator she kept hidden. The dark surge of pleasure that

had spread through her had been terrifying. Even worse had been the hard, shocking

quake of an orgasm that had her nearly screaming, ripping through her body, and

making her cunt gush its slick, sticky fluid. The remembered pain of the penetration,

the humiliation of that rushing liquid squirting from her had caused her to never try

such a thing again except with her fingers. Even now, years later, the thought of that

one act was enough to leave her flushing with shame.

“Did it hurt, Tess?” And of course, those wicked eyes knew the flush of admission

on her skin. “Did it make you want more?”

“No,” she bit out, shaking with nerves, with arousal.

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“I think it did.” He touched her cheek, his fingers caressing her flesh, his voice

gentle. “I think I left you aching, needing, and too damned scared to try to reach for it. I

think, Tess, that you need me just as much as I need you.”

“And I think you’re crazy,” she bit out, refusing him, wondering why she was

when she needed it so damned bad.

His thumb stroked over her swollen lips, his eyes dark, glittering in the light of the

candle.

“Am I?” he asked her softly. “Let’s see, Tess, just how crazy I am.”

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Tess watched Cole, trying to still the hard, rough breaths that shook her body. She

couldn’t seem to get enough oxygen, couldn’t seem to settle the hard shudder of her

pounding heart.

“There’s a fine line that divides pleasure and pain,” he told her as he removed the

butt plug from the tray, and the tube of lubricant. “It’s so slim, that if went about the

right way, the pain adds to the pleasure, in a dark erotic manner.”

He moved to the bottom of the bed. He loosened the ropes attached to the

footboard, then grabbed her legs quickly before she could kick out at him. Ignoring her

struggles and heated curses, within minutes he had her entire body flipped over, the

ropes once again holding her in position as he tucked several pillows beneath her hips.

“You bastard.” Her voice was strangled as crazed excitement shot through her

body.

Her buttocks were arched to him now. She was spread, open to him, and the flares

of fear and excitement traveling through her body had her terrified.

“God, Tess, you’re beautiful,” he growled from behind her, his voice rough, filled

with lust. “Your little ass so pink and pretty. And I like how you keep your pussy

waxed so soft and smooth. But I would have preferred to do it myself. >From now on,

I’ll take care of it for you.”

Tess trembled, crying out. She should hate this. She should be screaming, begging

him to stop, instead her body pulsed in need and desire, in anticipation.

“You shouldn’t have waited so long to come back, Tess,” he whispered as he kissed

one full cheek of her ass. “You shouldn’t have made me wait so long, baby, because I

won’t be able to be as gentle as I would have been.”

Her cunt pulsed at his words.

“And I’ll have to punish you.” She whimpered at the rising excitement in his voice.

“But I would have anyway, Tess. Because I need to see that pretty ass all red and hot

from my hand.”

“No—“ Despite her instinctive cry, his hand fell to the rounded cheek of her ass.

Heat flared across her flesh, then she screamed as his finger sank into her pussy a

second later. She twisted, writhed against her bonds.

“You’re so wet,” he groaned. “So tight and hot, Tess. But by the time my cock sinks

into your pretty pussy, you’ll be tighter.”

His hand struck again as the broad finger retreated from her quaking vagina. As the

heat built in the flesh of her buttocks, his finger sank in again. Tess was crying out in

fear and a wash of dark, erotic excitement. The blows weren’t cruel, rather sharp and

stinging, building a steady heat in her flesh.

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“So pretty.” He whacked the other side, then his finger thrust into her again.

She was so wet she was dripping. He alternated mild and stinging blows that kept

her flinching in anticipation. Kept her flesh heated, the pain flaring through her body. A

pain she hated, hated because the pleasure from it was driving her crazy. She could feel

her juices rolling from her cunt, hear her cries echoing with needs she didn’t want to

name.

By the time he finished, her ass felt on fire, her hips were rolling, her cunt

throbbing. She was dying of need. If he didn’t fuck her soon, she would go crazy. She

was burning, inside and out, a wave of fiery lust tormenting her loins as she fought the

depraved pleasures of the spanking.

“Your ass is so pretty and red now,” he groaned. “Damn, Tess, I like you like this,

baby, all tied up for me, reddening, your cunt hot and tight and so wet it soaks my

fingers.” Two fingers plunged inside her.

“Cole—” Her cry was hoarse and desperate as her orgasm teetered her on an edge

of agonized excitement.

“I’m going to put this butt plug up your ass now, Tess,” he warned her as he drew

his fingers from her body. “Then I’ll fuck you, baby. I’ll fuck you so deep and hard you

won’t ever leave me again.”

Tess’s head ground into her pillow as his hand separated her buttocks. She flinched

at the feel of cold lubricant, then cried out again as his finger sank fully into the tight

hole. It pinched, sent a flare of heat through her muscles that had her bucking into the

thrust.

“Oh, Tess, your ass is so tight.” He twisted his finger inside her, spreading the

lubrication, stretching the muscles as she whimpered in distress. “It doesn’t want to

stretch, Tess. Such a pretty virgin hole.”

As full as his finger filled her, how would she ever take more? She tightened on him

in fear, then moaned as the heated pain made her cunt throb hotter. She was depraved.

She should be terrified, fighting him, instead her whimpers were begging for more.

He repeated the lubrication several times as Tess fought to breathe past the pleasure

and pain. She was ready to scream, to beg for more. She wanted to whisper the

forbidden words. She bit her lip, panted, cried out as his finger finally withdrew.

“Tess, I want you to take a deep breath,” he finally instructed her heatedly. “Relax

when the plug starts in, it will ease the pain if it’s too much for you at first.”

“You’re torturing me,” she cried out, bucking against her ropes. She didn’t want

this now. She was too scared. The dark lust rolling over her was too intense, too

frightening. “Stop, Cole. Let me go!”

“It’s okay, Tess.” His hand smoothed over her bottom then his fingers clenched,

separating her again. “It’s okay, baby. It’s normal to be scared. Just relax.”

“Cole—” She didn’t know if her cry was in protest or in need as she felt the tapered

head of the thick plug nestle against her tiny hole.

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“It’s going to hurt, Tess.” His voice was dark, excited. “You’re going to scream for

me, and you’re going to love it. I know you will, baby.”

“Oh God.” She tossed her head on the pillow but couldn’t help allowing her body

to relax marginally.

She felt the device begin to penetrate the tight hole. At first, the piercing sensation