Page 67 of Bargain with the Irish Devil
CHAPTER 20
Declan
Miranda is curled in a ball when I walk into our bedroom. The relief on her face gnaws at me. Leaning down as I begin unbuttoning my shirt, I catch her mouth in a too-brief kiss. “I’m fine, love.”
A small hand is up to caress my cheek. “I can’t help worrying about you.”
“You were supposed to be worrying about your punishment.” The immediate blush that flows from her face to her breasts has my cock jumping. Good, she did think about her punishment. And it made her wet with anticipation.
I go into the walk-in closet and undress to my boxers. I’m going to need as much help as possible tonight.
Out of the closet, I find her on her back with her bottom lip being chewed on with worry and anticipation. Tugging the sheet andcomforter off her, I find her naked. Perfect. “On your hands and knees, bad girl.”
I chuckle at how quickly she moves. “That’s my dirty girl. I knew you were hiding this part of you. A sensual woman with needs and a willingness to explore them all. You might have been on your knees for me tonight, but have no doubt, you were the one with all the power.”
Her pride shines from her as brightly as a searchlight. “Is that why you haven’t let me suck your cock as often as I want to?”
The sight of her pussy wet with need sends my hand down on a sweet, round globe, squeezing trembling flesh. “Yes, I don’t like how easily you push me to the edge, to losing control. Control over my mind and body is a necessary requirement in my every day. The sensation of losing it, even for the time I’m in your mouth or body leaves me resentful as fuck. I don’t like the idea of losing control with you. You’re so much smaller than me, I never want to hurt you.”
A little sigh comes out of her. “Oh.”
Laughing, “Yes, oh.” I press a kiss to her other cheek. It’s time. I’m at the bedside table, pulling out the pink plug and the lube.
Her eyes go wide, and she blushes as I ensure the plug is well-coated. “My fingers are almost this thick. You can take this easily. The better for you to take my cock here.”
Eagerly, she pulls her cheeks apart for me. The tip is the smallest point before gradually thickening to an inch and a half. Very slowly, I ease it inside. It’s four and a half inches long, and it isn’t until it’s halfway inside she tenses up.
“You can take it, love. Only a little more. I’m so proud of you fortaking this.” I croon into her as I run a finger over her weeping pussy lips.
“I can.” She moans.
“There she is, my good girl.” I press it deeper.
A hiss of pain escapes her. But she presses her ass out for more.
“It’s in, love. Talk to me.” I press another kiss to a trembling cheek.
“I feel so full. It doesn’t hurt at all. I like it.”
“That’s my girl.” I tug at the pink jewel winking up at me. “You’re going to get twenty tonight.”
She whimpers. “Declan.”
Hardening my resolve is easy as I remember what she said. “Why are you getting the spanking,m’fhiorghra?”
Her head goes down. “Because you warned me not to talk like that about myself.”
“Why did I do that?” I run a finger down her spine to the crack of her ass.
“Because you take care of me.”
“I don’t like spanking you. It doesn’t make my cock hard to hurt you. That isn’t what this is about. No one hurts you, not me or even you. The shitty way you think about your body hurts you. I won’t have anyone insulting a body I find so fucking delicious I get hard simply thinking about it—not even you.”
Sighing, “I know. I’m sorry, Declan.”
“Twenty, count them off.”
I don’t pull my strength after how wet she was from the last spanking. The sound of flesh meeting flesh is loud in the room. She hisses from the pain but counts it off the way I ordered her to.
