Page 86 of On His Terms
Alex hadn’t just thought of her—he’d been obsessed with her.
“The truth is, it’s you, Sir. You turn me on. Everything about you, about this…” As she struggled, digging her toes into the floor, her eyes filled with tears. “I’m begging you. Please, please stop. If you keep doing that, I’m going to be helpless.”
“In other words, you don’t want to earn a punishment?”
“That’s not it.” Frantically, she shook her head. “I don’t want to displease you.”
To him, there were no sweeter words. “Come for me, Chelsea.” For me. Hand-fucking her, he bent his head to suck on the nipple he’d previously ignored.
Everything about her filled his senses, and he drank her in as she writhed and screamed.
He inserted a third finger, spreading her wide, teasing her nipple with his tongue, and pressing his thumb against her clit.
“Oh God…” She thrashed around helplessly, crying his name.
“Give it to me.”
Finally, her pussy constricted, and she shattered.
He released her nipple but kept his hand in place while he placed a gentle kiss on the side of her neck. “I love the way you come for me. Shameless little pet.”
As he removed his hand, she sobbed words of gratitude.
“You deserved it, and your responses are so delightful.”
After drawing several breaths, she lifted her head slightly. “I’ve never been like this with anyone else. It’s…what you do to me. And I wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed sucking your cock last night. I don’t know how to say this…”
“Take your time.”
“You make me happy to be a woman, Sir. Thank you for this experience. You opened a whole new world for me, and I’ll never be the same.” She blinked furiously. “And I’ll never forget you.”
For a moment, he froze, unsure how to respond. With the singular exception of Liz, women had been interchangeable. But Chelsea’s honest, raw expressions touched a place inside him that no other woman ever had.
Evan C is one lucky sonofabitch.
And Alex had a miserable, lonely future in front of him.
“Thank you for everything, Sir.”
“Believe me when I say the pleasure is mine.”
She swallowed deeply. “That means the world to me.”
“Do you still want to continue with a flogging?”
“I do. Being on this structure is mind-blowing. I wasn’t sure how I’d like it since I hated the posture collar. At first, I mean.”
He nodded.
“But I think I’m finally starting to understand what you meant from the start. I am freer to explore my own reactions when I’m restrained. I can fight, but I can’t get away. With the wrong person, it could be scary. With you it’s not.”
“There’s still more,” he said.
“I think I’m ready, Sir.”
He left her for a moment and returned with one of the floggers he’d selected in advance. “You’ll notice this one has fairly thick strands. It will make a thuddy kind of impact. As far as floggers go, it’s considered quite innocuous. Do keep in mind, how it’s wielded makes all the difference.”
“You showed me that when you used the cane on me, Sir.”