Page 78 of On His Terms
“Shall I distract you?”
“Please.”
He stroked the place between her legs where he’d just spanked her, and she shifted beneath his hand, arching toward him with a soft mewl of pleasure.
“Oh my…”
“Yes?”
“Sir, that’s…”
“Go on.”
“The pain in my nipples is making me more aroused than I could imagine.”
“Not so bad now, Chelsea?”
“It’s exquisite, Sir. With my ass throbbing, too, it’s… Oh, God. I can’t believe this. I want to come!”
With each moment, she became slicker. Shamelessly, she pushed her pelvis against his hand, seeking fulfillment. “Should I let you get off?” She’d been punished, and she’d deserved it, but the musky, heady scent of feminine arousal filled his senses. The bigger question was, could he possibly deny her anything?
“Please, Sir. Please,” she begged. “Will you please give me an orgasm, even if I haven’t earned it?”
The idea of her pussy weeping with desperation, and her suffering in the anguish of denial fucking fed him, and he moved his hand away. “That’s enough for now.”
Digging her feet into the floor, she tried to lift her body higher, seeking completion. “But—”
“I said enough.”
His trainee whimpered, pitiful in her misery.
“But I’ll give you the pleasure of sucking my dick as a way to thank me for putting up with such an ill-mannered trainee.”
She didn’t respond, and he didn’t expect her to.
Alex helped her from the floor, and she slowly stood and pulled her shoulders back. Then he stood to unfasten his trousers and lower the zipper. The material fell around his ankles.
“I never get tired of seeing your dick, Sir.”
“Flattery is useless.” Which was a lie. He liked her genuine approval.
“So thick and gorgeous.” She lowered herself to her knees. “May I touch you?”
When he gave his assent, she stroked his cock, making it even harder.
Spanking her, holding her, hearing her moans, had made him greedy for her.
Through her long eyelashes, she looked up at him, and he’d swear it was one of the most seductive things he’d ever seen. Then she cradled his balls and ran her thumb over the slit in his cock to transfer the first drop of pre-ejaculate onto her tongue, making a show of sucking her thumb.
Wouldn’t take much more of that to make him come.
Determined to remain in charge, he captured the chain that ran between her nipples. “Let’s make this more interesting, shall we?” He looped the chain of her clamps over his cock.
“Oh God. That’s outrageous, Sir.”
“Now pleasure me, and don’t touch yourself.”
Chelsea set to work giving him head, keeping her mouth open wide to take as much of him as his thrusts demanded. She sucked him, licking his cockhead. He dug his hands into the short waves of her hair, cradling her head, holding her prisoner.