Page 55 of Burn With Me

Asher’s face grew serious. “If you keep bratting I will stop, is that what you want, Vi?”

It wasn’t lost on me that he used my name and not the nickname he’d given me. He was very serious, and the fact that he could and would walk away sent a trickle of panic spreading throughout my body.

“N-n-no,” I managed to stutter as he trailed the leather toy along my legs. The ends were ticklish as much as they were unnerving and arousing.

With a sharp flick of his wrist, the long strands swooshed through the air and smacked off my thigh. I tried to pull on the four restraints but could only move an inch at best. He did it harder, the strands thudding on my thigh but lightly wisping across my hot, wet core, but there was almost no pain at all as the strands hit.

I closed my eyes as my heart hammered—those ends hit again, and my chest rose off the bed in a gasp. I opened my eyes to look up at Asher.

“I’m going to break you, Firebug. I’m going to break you and put you back together again, and you’re going to beg me to do it.”

He couldn’t have said anything sexier and more terrifying.

“Now, let’s try this again. What do you want from me?”

I licked my lips and stared into his eyes as he let the long strands of the toy sway by his side.

“I don’t know,” I said honestly. Emotion gripped me, and my eyes filled with tears. “I don’t.”

He nodded. “All right, Firebug. From this moment on, your body is mine. You do what I say no matter what, and I don’t want any more backtalk from you.”

I struggled to swallow but nodded my compliance. I really had no idea what I agreed to, but I realized I didn’t fucking care anymore.

Asher

Holding out my arm, I let the long strands of the flogger drape across Vi as she wiggled from the light touch. I loved how she squirmed under its gentle caress as I slowly drew it in long lines up and down her body like a painter would apply the final touches to his masterpiece.

“Do you know what this is?” I held it up for her to get a better look. Vi opened her mouth, but no sound came out, making me smirk. She shook her head no. “This is a genital flogger.”

She raised an eyebrow as her eyes went wide, making me laugh. “Don’t worry. It doesn’t hurt, and it’s brand new.”

I swirled the flogger around her stomach, drawing shapes and designs that only I could see before letting the ends dip into the small valley of her partially spread legs. She was stunning. Everything about her made me hard with anticipation. I’d been planning this from the moment her eyes locked with mine as she sassed me for the second time at the fire station.

With a quick flick of my wrist, the tail ends smacked into her sensitive mound, and she moaned an all too delicious sound and spread her legs a little wider.

“You liked that, did you?” I already knew the answer but wanted to hear her say the words.

“You seemed to like it more….” The rest of whatever she planned to say to me died in her throat as she gave me a hard pointed look.

“Were you planning on saying something bratty?”

Vi pressed her lips tight together and shook her head no. I knew she was lying, but the fact that she caught herself made me smile. She looked at my cock, which was clearly hard and ready, but my needs could wait. First, I was going to make her scream my name. I wanted her high with passion and spent to the core. Vi may not realize it, but she was holding something back, and I could see it in her eyes. Something that was making her wall up and lash out.

I wanted to break her walls down and see what lay beneath. The gentle tickling touch of the flogger disappeared as I gave her two fast strikes. She screamed out as her mind told her that they hurt, and her sensitive system agreed, but this flogger could be used with all my strength, and it would never leave a mark. This was a mental game, a twisting of her body and mind’s wires, and I was the one holding the control.

The cuffs did their job, jingling as she gave them a sharp tug. “You like challenges, don’t you, my Firebug? You love to win, so I’ll make you a bet.” Vi was already panting hard as she stared up at me. Her eyes filled with desire and, under that, a thread of fear. I intended to wipe the fear away. Whatever her reasons were for the uncertainty, it didn’t belong here with us.

I tapped the leather in my hand, making a dramatic show of it. “I’m going to bet you I can make you come, screaming my name long before I sheath this cock in you.”

Her eyes glimmered with excitement and the idea of a challenge. “What do I get if you lose that bet?”

“I won’t lose.” Leaning forward so my face was right in front of hers, I stroked the ends over her thighs but made sure not to touch her pussy. “Because you want the release, your body is screaming for it.”

“We’ll see,” she challenged back, but there was no hint of the earlier brattiness. She was ready and willing to try and hold off her pleasure to prove a point. It was fucking sexy. I was enjoying this so much more than I ever thought I would.

“First things first….” I laid the flogger down on the side of the mattress before making my way to the end of the bed.

“Lift your ass.” I saw by the look in her eyes that she was tempted to mouth off again but managed to bite her tongue.