As the soft fur made contact with Rafe’s hard flesh, a crisp sound filled the air, and just the barest of shade of pink marked his stomach.
She lifted her arm again and hit his hip, then his other side. Ten strokes later and there was a soft pink coloring his skin, but no angry welts or marks.
Ari was breathing heavily as she lowered her arm and then met his eyes. He simply returned her look, not saying anything on trying to grab the weapon back.
She didn’t want to admit her curiosity, but seeing that he didn’t flinch, seeing his expression stay the same made her want to know what it felt like. Fear still lurked just beneath the surface, but curiosity was quickly taking its place.
“If I don’t like it, will you stop?”
“Have I ever betrayed your trust with anything I’ve done to you? Have I ever left you in pain? I wouldn’t do it if there were the slightest chance of hurting you. But, to alleviate your fears, if you ask me to quit, I will,” he said as he held out his hand.
With just a moment of hesitation, she handed him back his paddle, and relief flashed in his expression before he gripped her hand and once again secured her.
Rafe circled around her body, leaving her field of vision only to return on the other side of her again. He did this several times, building up her anticipation, making her want him to get it over with. The waiting was agony.
Finally, he went behind her and she felt the soft fur rub against her neck. He swept the paddle across her back, then traced the curve of her butt, before rubbing it back up her spine again.
A moment later, he removed it from her skin, and then she felt contact on one buttock. She flinched at the unexpected hit, but then realized he was right. There was no pain, just a slight pressure against her skin. He rubbed the place he’d hit with the palm of his hand before she felt the paddle return to her skin on the other cheek.
Several times, she felt the fur strike her backside, followed by Rafe’s hands rubbing along her skin. Each hit jolted her body, making her core shake and grow wet.
“Your skin has just the barest hint of a pink glow and I can see the shine on your core where you are readying yourself for me to plunge deep inside you.” He rubbed the paddle against the outside of her swollen folds, and she shuddered, the contact bringing her close to shattering again.
“You like that, Ari. Tell me how much you like it,” he whispered in her ear as he pressed himself against her backside, while he rubbed the paddle against her heat.
“It feels unlike anything I could ever imagine. I...I don’t know how to…to explain what it is, but the pressure as it presses against me seems to make everything better. You are right, there’s no pain…only pleasure. Please take me — I need to be filled by you,” she begged as he lifted the paddle and brought it down against her core, making her cry out as she neared orgasm.
“Not yet, Ari. You’ve already been pleasured once. You’ll have to wait a while to reach your second peak,” he said as he swatted her folds again.
He might not think she was ready, but one more gentle hit against her pulsing core and she would be flying over the edge. She kept her mouth shut, hoping he would give her what she needed. A chuckle in her ear let her know he was on to her silence.
“I can read your body, Ari. I know when you’re close. I know what makes you scream — and I know how to make you fly. Your pretense that you aren’t about to go over doesn’t deceive me. I know exactly what you are doing.”
He dropped the paddle and came to stand before her, where she gazed upon his perfection. His muscular chest led to his narrow waist and incredible hips, and in due course to his magnificent erection, standing there so proud. She wanted to reach out and pull him into her hand, and delight in his sweet flavor on her lips.
He grabbed a couple of straps she hadn’t noticed, and attached them to the metal circle, then placed one behind her back and one in front of her stomach, securing them tightly around her midsection. Then he gripped the edge of the circle and it began to move. The entire circular contraption began turning sideways, making her again panic as she fought against the motion.
“You’re secure. You won’t fall,” he promised. She quickly forgot her fear as he moved forward, his erection perfectly aligned with her mouth. Yes, she wanted to feel his velvet skin on her tongue, needed to make him cry out in pleasure.
Soon his thick staff was resting on her lips. She opened for him and slipped her tongue out to taste his pleasure. He moved forward and slipped further inside her mouth and she greedily sucked on him, taking him as far as she could before he pulled back.
His hand came down to grip her head, holding her in place as he slowly moved his h*ps back and forth, his arousal disappearing in her mouth, then emerging wet with her saliva.
“Yes, Ari, this feels so good,” he groaned as his movements picked up speed, the head of his shaft grazing the back of her mouth and touching the top of her throat. She wanted to take him all the way inside, but he was too large; she just couldn’t do it. She wished her hands were free so she could grip him tightly in her hand while she sucked him inside.
Rafe pulled out with a groan and she enjoyed the sight of his pleasure dripping from the tip of his hardness. She loved that she made this strong man weak.
He turned her back so she was upright, then crushed her body to his as he devoured her mouth, plunging his tongue deep inside while his fingers found their way down to her butt and gripped her tightly, pressing his wet shaft against her opening. She tried to move against him, but the restraints held her in place. She wanted him to take her — she was tired of foreplay; she needed him filling her up, now.
She was dizzy at the thought of him on her tongue, those glistening drops that forecast his release.
Rafe pulled back from her, then pushed the circle she was trapped in, causing her body to lie back, and exposing her heated core to him.
When she was angled just right, he plunged inside, making her scream with pleasure as he pulled out and plunged back in. She couldn’t see him entering her, could only feel as the walls of her swollen flesh gripped him tight, tried to prevent him from pulling out.
Rafe moved his hand down, his thumb circling her swollen pink bud as he picked up speed and thrust quickly in and out. Ari let go, let her worries and fears fade away and focused on nothing but the rapture of Rafe’s taking control of her.
Pressure built as he masterfully stroked her flesh, building her so high, she thought she might never come down. His groans filled the air as he reached higher and higher, climbing the wave with her so they could both tumble down together.