“Stop squirming around, girl,” he admonished once he let go of a round, pink ass cheek. “You said it didn’t hurt bad. What are you wiggling for?”
Her desperate groan was all the answer he needed. Despite his lingering irritation at hearing her try to alleviate her boyfriend’s concerns, Sean smiled. Hadn’t he said she suited him perfectly? Genny didn’t need to be trained to enjoy being spanked.
He caressed her softly before he popped her several times with his palm, his swats designed to fire her nerves and raise blood below the surface, heating her flesh, making her lower backbone tingle and burn with sexual energy.
He kept spanking her, pinkening her ass, enjoying the smacking sound of his palm against firm flesh. Whenever he noticed the tension level in her muscles increasing, he removed the vibe from her clit.
“Sean, stop teasing me.” Her roughened, desire-thick voice made him spread his hand over her entire ass and press her body down onto his erection.
“What do you want?”
“You know what I want,” she returned acerbically.
He chuckled, ignoring her squawk when he removed the vibe. He leaned down over and spoke just inches away from her ear.
“
You
know what I want, Genny.”
She glanced up at him.
“Your eyes always tell me the truth anyway,” he said quietly.
“Then why are you forcing me to put it into words?”
“
You
know why.”
Her throat convulsed as she swallowed. “It won’t change anything, Sean. Some things just weren’t meant to be. One of us has to be reasonable about this.”
His mouth pressed into a grim line. “You’re wrong. It would change
everything
if you felt free enough to tell me how you feel about me.” He leaned over for the box he’d brought into the room. He’d put a few other things inside it besides the batteries. He glared at her while he withdrew some scented lubrication. “This isn’t about
reason.
It hasn’t been about logic since the first time you and I laid eyes on each other. You’re just being stubborn by saying otherwise. And I have to say”—he popped the top on the lube—“it’s kinda pissing me off.”
She went rigid in his lap when he parted one of her hot, pink ass cheeks. She started when he poured some of the lube directly on the puckered rosette of her asshole.
“Sean . . .” she began, her voice carrying a hint of warning.
“Don’t try to talk me out of it,” he said, his tone even more forbidding than hers had been. He stared down at her blushing buttocks and oiled, puckered hole. Genny’s was pink—prettier than most . . . delicate, like a tiny, tightly shut rosebud.
“You’re
mine
, Genny. All that’s left is for you to admit it.”
Air rushed out of his lungs when she moaned roughly and the muscular ring of her rectum clenched. She’d gone completely still and rigid in his lap. The single gray eye that was turned toward him stared up at him with a mixture of wariness and arousal.
He felt a subtle tremor ripple through her flesh and quickly removed the vibe from her clit. She’d been on the brink of coming.
He smiled slowly.
“You’re going to like telling the truth, aren’t you, Gen?”
She clenched her eyelid shut and turned her forehead into the mattress.
“Okay. You want to play it that way?” he asked silkily.
He lifted his hand from between her spread legs. Her muscles grew even more tense when he spread her ass cheek even wider, further exposing her asshole. Her heard her muffled cry when he pressed the tip of the vibe to her rectum.
He left it there, allowing it to awaken that erogenous zone . . . letting it coax her into blooming for him.
He transferred his hand to her sex to encourage her even further.
This time she couldn’t suppress her growing arousal. A shaky moan bubbled out of her mouth as he stimulated her clit and rectum at once. Sean shifted his hips up against her, incredibly aroused by the tempting feast laid out before him.
Still . . . it wasn’t enough.
“Tell me, girl.”
She moaned. Long tendrils of hair fell from her shoulders down to the mattress when she shook her head. “What difference will it make if I say it, Sean? It’ll be under duress. You’ll question later whether it was true, and you know it!”
Sean just continued to stimulate her clit while he pressed with the vibrator against her rectum without yet penetrating the clenching muscle. “It’ll matter. Do you know why?”
She’d gone stiff again in his lap when he’d threatened to penetrate her ass. “Why?” she asked cautiously.
“Because I know you. Once you say the truth, you’ll never be able to deny it again, girl.”
He frowned when she remained silent. He pushed gently on the oiled end of the mini vibrator. She gasped when the end of the vibrating tip penetrated her rectum. Sean pressed firmly with his hand, not allowing her clenching muscles to eject the vibrator from her body. He stroked her clit rapidly, mixing her discomfort with pleasure.
Making sure pleasure ruled.
A second later she groaned in stark arousal. He felt her hips pressing down subtly on the slippery ridge of his finger. He pushed the mini vibrator farther into her ass.
“You’ve got a tight little asshole,” he murmured, thoroughly captivated by the sight of the vibe burrowing into her ass between her pink, plump butt cheeks. “Did Max used to fuck you here?”
Her head sprung up on the mattress. Her cheeks glowed bright pink. She glared up at him balefully between strands of tousled brown hair.
“You don’t know when to stop, do you?” she seethed.
Sean held her stare as he stopped stroking her, just applying a firm, upward pressure on her clit. He pushed on the ridged vibrator until only an inch of orange silicone poked out of her asshole.
“If you don’t want to answer, that’s your business. You better know I’m going to fuck your gorgeous ass. Regularly.”
Her eye sprang wide as he began to fuck her slowly with the vibrator. Air popped out of her lungs. She shut her eyes and inhaled shakily when he began treating her clit to a slick rub with his finger while he plunged the buzzing little vibrator into her ass. She clenched her teeth.
“
Regularly
, my ass,” she muttered under her breath.
“No.” She gave a harsh groan of protest when he lifted the hand that had been stroking her clit. He grabbed a hot, round buttock. “Regularly,
my
ass.”
Her eye flashed up to his face.
He spread her ass cheek wide and pushed the ridged vibrator into her as far as he could. He paused a moment and let the toy buzz the nerve-packed flesh. She moaned, deep and harsh. Sean suppressed a grin. He’d always prized the singular groan that a woman gave while she was crazed with arousal and taking it in the ass. It always had a primitive, stark quality to it.
No manners, no niceties . . . no
denial
could remain when taking it in such a private place.
Hearing that sound vibrating Genny’s vocal cords made him feel like he was about to lose it in a fit of mindless lust himself.
“Sean, please,” she whispered hoarsely when instead of resuming rubbing her clit, he left the vibe inserted in her ass and molded her ass cheeks around it, enjoying the erotic sight. He watched in fascination as her tight muscles slowly ejected the slippery sex toy from her body. He put his finger on the tip of it and slowly pressed the ridged plastic back into her ass. When her rectum began to push it out again, he resisted the pressure until the vibe slid in and out of her ass at an increasingly faster tempo.
“Ohhhhh,” she cried out in rising excitement. But Sean also heard the edge of frustration in her tone. She began to bob her bottom up and down in a counter-rhythm to the vibrator, getting extra friction along the sensitive channel.
“Does this turn you on, girl?” he murmured as he plunged the buzzing vibe in and out of her ass.
“Yes,” she hissed.
He took careful note of the vibrant color of her exposed cheek and her rapid, uneven breathing. It looked as if she was one of the rare women who could potentially climax from anal stimulation.
He regretted her broken cry of interrupted pleasure when he withdrew the sex toy from her ass.
He unbuckled her wrists cuffs. “Get up and stand beside the bed.”
One of her hands fell to his thigh. He clenched his teeth together as lust gripped his entire body.
All that, just from Genny’s touch on his leg.
He noticed that she’d propped her upper body on her elbow and watched him. Her hair fell wild and tangled around her sex-flushed face. She was stunning . . . jaw-droppingly gorgeous—
“Go on, girl.”
He wondered what she must have heard in his tone when her eyes widened and she scrambled out of his lap. He followed her off the bed.
He pointed at the mussed bed. “Lie back down on your back.”
She looked a little perplexed, but she followed his instructions, nevertheless. He saw the question in her huge gray eyes when he set down the vibe on the table and refastened her wrist cuffs to the straps attached to the bed, but she said nothing. Once her upper body was restrained, he moved to the foot of the bed, removing the ankle straps from the bed frame. Genny just watched him with a furrowed brow when he attached the straps to a hook on her leather wrist cuffs, then shortened them. He left the black straps dangling down her arm and got off the bed to remove his jeans and boxer briefs.
His cock had never felt so tight . . . so ponderous as it did when he freed it from the confines of his clothing. Genny’s hot stare between his thighs didn’t help matters a bit. He ignored the lust stabbing through him, determined to do things right.
Determined that Genny would shape the truth with those lips.
He grabbed for the mini vibrator and the bottle of lubricant, placing them next to Genny’s hips.
She gasped when he reached beneath her thighs, opening them and pushing them back at once. Her hips rolled until most of her ass was exposed. He looked down at her, his hands behind her splayed knees.
“Try to keep your legs up for a second.”
“But, Sean . . .” When he released her with his right hand and grabbed for the extension strap he’d added to her cuffs, however, she didn’t let her leg fall. He heard her whimper when he attached the cuff on her ankle to the strap. He quickly did the same to her other ankle. When he’d finished, she lay on her back on the bed, her hips rolled back, bottom and sex exposed and her legs suspended in the air.
He examined her position critically before he got off the bed, reached behind her pillow on the bed, and pushed the knot on the wrist straps farther apart on the metal box string, widening the two restraints. When he knelt on the bed again, he couldn’t help but give a small, satisfied grin. Her ankles and wrist cuffs were attached by about two feet of black extension strap. When he’d widened the knots on the box spring, he’d widened her thighs as well.
Luckily, Genny was flexible.
He stroked the back of a satiny soft thigh and palmed the lower curve of a buttock.
“Are you comfortable?” he asked gruffly.
He saw her swallow thickly. “I’m . . . I’m not
uncomfortable
. It just feels . . .”
“What?” Sean asked, even though he was completely preoccupied. He’d spread a round bottom cheek and was looking his fill at all of Genny’s treasures—her pink buttocks, swollen, damp labia, and erect clit, her pink, slick slit . . . her well-lubricated asshole.
The position gave him access to everything, including the sight of her lovely face when she submitted to the truth. He had her precisely where he wanted her, but it was him who felt utterly captivated by the vision of her beauty.
“I feel vulnerable, Sean. But I guess you already knew that. That was what you were going for, right?”
He held her stare as he leaned over and grabbed the vibe and bottle of lubrication from beside her.
“I guess vulnerable describes pretty well how it feels when you’re in this deep. Not just for you. For me, too.” He popped the top on the lubrication and poured some in his hand. He spread the silky liquid on his stone-hard, aching cock. When he glanced up, Genny was watching him with a fevered look in her eyes. “And you know what they say, girl—all is fair in love and war.”
CHAPTER
TWENTY-FOUR
G
enevieve couldn’t pull her eyes off the incredibly arousing vision of Sean rubbing lubrication onto his furious erection. She knew what he planned to do. Her experience told her that she wouldn’t like it. Max used to have a thing for anal sex. He couldn’t coax her into it often, because it’d always left Genevieve feeling unsatisfied and vaguely embarrassed.
It wasn’t as if she’d been fastidious about the whole thing, but she’d definitely considered anal sex a bedroom activity that only men could enjoy.
Leave it to Sean to entirely flip the scenario. She’d never been so sexually aroused in her life, so
on fire
. Everything Sean did in the bedroom turned her on. Not just turned her on, made her want to scream and beg for the explosive release only he could give her.
When she’d lain restrained in his lap just minutes ago while he’d fucked her ass with that buzzing little vibrator, Genevieve had burned from her clit all the way up to her tailbone. It’d been unlike anything she’d ever experienced. She couldn’t help but feel that if Sean had just allowed her to come, her entire body would have ignited, not just her genitals.
He certainly seemed to know what he was doing, Genevieve admitted as she watched him apply more lubrication to the vibrator. Her bottom twitched restlessly. It was almost unbearable to lie there in this vulnerable position, completely at Sean’s mercy, watching him prepare his instruments for torturing her with pleasure.
She moaned at the thought. He glanced up and smiled. He spread her buttocks with one large hand. Genevieve found herself shaking in anticipation when he flipped on the vibe and she heard the buzz. She groaned when he pressed the vibrating tip next to her rectum, and then pushed it into her ass. He held it inside her and flipped a switch.