Then without another warning, he cracks the belt down over my ass.
“Fuck,” I cry out, not expecting the sudden sting of pain, my ass warming where the belt got me. “What the hell, Orlando, how do you expect me to trust you now?” I snap back, anger radiating off me, along with the sting of the fucking belt.
His hand moves gently over the spot, stroking and rubbing to ease the low, throbbing pain. “Did I hurt you?”
I think about it, and it was an instant sting, but now it doesn’t hurt. It actually feels nice where he’s stroking me, and for some fucked-up reason, I can feel the fresh wave of wetness now drenching my panties. “Not really.”
Again, the belt connects with my ass, with an instant sting followed by him massaging the spot. “Pleasure and pain are so closely related, treasure.” His hand dips lower, cupping my pussy. “And the belt might sting, but you like me taking control over your body. See how wet you are for me? I bet every time I spank you, your cunt will grow more needy and desperate for me.”
“I doubt it, that doesn’t make any sense,” I spit back, not giving in to his ridiculous ideas just yet, even if I know he’s right.
“Yet you own a sex club where people partake in this very activity for pleasure.” I can hear his stupid smile, knowing he’s got something over me.
“People are into all sorts of shit! Doesn’t mean I would find it fun,” I throw back over my shoulder, wondering when the next sting will come. The waiting is worse than the lashing itself.
He hooks his fingers in the side of my panties and drags them halfway down my thighs exposing my pussy to the cool air. I can feel how wet I am, dripping, my juices running down my legs. The next thing I feel is his tongue on my inner thigh, warm and wet, tasting my arousal, licking the length and stopping just before he gets to the spot where I want his mouth.
“Oh God.” I can’t help the moan that escapes me as my body shivers all over, and he hasn’t even gotten to my pussy yet.
Just as quickly as his mouth was on me, it’s gone. “Tastes like you’re enjoying every minute of my punishment.”
My fingers curl into the comforter, waiting for him. What is he going to do next? I don’t have to wait long to find out, the belt comes down over my ass again, softer this time, but continues, one, two. That’s all four of them.
Fuck. My arousal slides down my legs. I don’t understand it, but I’m so turned on right now. I heave in breaths, trying to get my body under control.
Then his mouth is straight on me, and he spreads my legs wider, licking through my folds and sucking my clit into his mouth, toying with me in the best way possible. My body feels alive and on edge, and I want more.
My head spins with desire, and I pant like a fucking bitch in heat, desperate for some relief. “More, yes, please,” I cry out, already so damn close to tumbling over the edge it’s not even funny.
To my surprise he keeps going, sucking, licking, nipping at me until I’m a quivering mess.
“I’m going to…” I can’t finish my sentence as my body convulses violently, wave after wave of pleasure coursing through me.
Orlando eats me hungrily, a low dark rumble coming from him that vibrates through me as he does. He’s enjoying this way too much, but even knowing that turns me on even more.
With his finger he smears my juices over my puckered hole, then I feel the press of something cold and hard against my ass.
“What the fuck is that?” I ask, reaching for the blindfold.
“Don’t you dare.”
I stop before I get to it, my body trembling all over with anticipation.
“It’s a butt plug. I told you, Sloane, today is all about trusting me to take care of all your needs. I’m all you need.” His hand strokes over my ass cheek.
“What does that mean?” I ask, nervousness dancing in my stomach.
“You will see.” He rubs my lower back. “Relax and let me in, treasure,” he coaxes me, his voice low and calm.
My head drops to the comforter as I feel him toying with my ass. The cold tip of the plug stretching me feels good, even if my body is fighting against it. I take a deep breath and let it out, giving over all control to him.
“Good girl.” He eases it in, then pulls it back out and pushes it back in again.
I can’t help the groan that escapes me. My body is on high alert, but in a strange way, I do trust him. What he’s doing already feels so unbelievably good, all I can do is focus on his hands on me. I’m out of my head for the first time in forever.
He places kisses where he smacked me with the belt. “That’s it, Sloane, let me give you what you need.” I feel his cock at my pussy entrance, he slides it through my juices then dips the tip inside of me, teasing me just a little before he removes it.
“Hmm,” is all I can come out with as he thrusts his cock deep inside of me, filling me all the way up. “Fuck, Orlando!” my cry echoes off the walls of his bedroom.
