Page 98 of Their Cruel Play
I move to stand and find it hard with my wrists bound, but I finally manage it. Eli grabs my jeans and tugs me toward him. His fingers work on the button and zipper.
“You will remain quiet unless you need to use your safe word or hum.” He pushes my jeans over my hips and slides them down to my knees. “You don’t move unless I tell you to move.”
My breath quickens as Eli grabs the sides of my panties and lowers them with my jeans. I’m wet just from his instructions.
“Are you ready to begin?”
I nod to keep from being punished. The wicked smile that crosses his face makes my pussy pulse with aching need.
“Good girl.” He turns me to face the bed. He works on taking off his clothes behind me. Out of the corner of my eye, I watch his shirt, jeans, and boxers fall to the floor. He’s standing naked behind me, not touching me. Anticipation sizzles through my blood, making me warm all over.
I’m stripped bare from the waist to my knees. My jeans sag between my calves. I swallow, feeling unprepared for whatever he chooses to do next. My skin buzzes with the need for his touch. He grabs the rope in front of me and bends me down until my face is against his bed. I can’t use my hands at all, so I can’t push up.
That warm outdoor scent floods my senses as I breathe it in on his bedding. He spanks my ass cheek with his hand. I almost let out a startled noise, but I bite it back.
He strokes his hand over the tender flesh. “I love how red your skin turns when we spank you. How wet you get when you feel that sting of pain.”
After smacking my other cheek, he presses his hand against the ache. “Spanking brings on a flood of chemicals to your brain.But it makes your skin sensitive to the touch. Do you like what it does to you, kitten?”
His hand slides over my throbbing skin. I want to whimper for more, but I don’t make a sound. He chuckles.
“You can answer that.” He smacks my ass twice.
“Yes, I like it.” I almost forget. “Sir.”
He rubs his hand over my skin, kneading it. “It doesn’t always have to be a punishment.”
His cock brushes against my entrance, and I push back seeking more.
“Uh-uh, don’t move.” He smacks my thigh, and the sting surprises me into staying still.
I hold my breath as I wait for his next move.
His hand caresses my ass. “I could invite the others in to watch me take you. To see how much you love to be spanked. How much you need it.”
Biting back a moan, I remain still. Having them watch me is intoxicating.
“Or maybe I’ll keep you all to myself until you finally break. I could fuck you until you scream for mercy. Would you like that, kitten?”
CHAPTER 28
The Bitter Pill
Harper
I swallow, because fuck, that sounds just as tempting. But it’s not my decision to make. Eli is in charge. Eli will decide.
There’s something freeing about giving in like this. There’s nothing he can do to me that hasn’t already been done. Maybe a different position, but I trust him. If I have to use my safe word, Eli will stop.
He squeezes my ass cheeks drawing them apart. Biting back sounds is hard. I’m so fucking wet for him. He’s taken me before, but this is different. There’s anticipation with a little thread of fear running through it, because if Eli chooses to hurt me, no one is here to stop him. Only my voice.
“We’ll go slow, kitten. I won’t do anything beyond spanking and pinching to begin with and only with my hands.” His cock slides against my pussy and I almost moan at how good it feels, how electric.
The rope around my arms isn’t tight, but confining in a way I haven’t felt before. Even tied to the bench, I could move a little. I can’t even lift myself off the bed with my arms bound to my collar. Every time I move my arms, my collar bites into my neck.
Even my knees are restrained with my jeans. I can’t part my thighs so that I can feel him better. I’m Eli’s to do with as he pleases.
“Iwillfuck you. I might even take your ass.” His thumb rubs over my puckered hole, pleasure spirals through me.
