Page 37 of Sebastian's Secret

“Yes, sir.” Her response was throaty, conveying some of her need. “Thank you.”

“Good.”

He struck her in the same place, this time eliciting a guttural moan. Rebecca wondered if she should be embarrassed by the reaction, but it was too late. She was far too deep down the rabbit hole to concern herself with propriety.

Sensing her approval, his hand went to work, showering the spot she sought in sweet, ceaseless friction.

“What’s this?” His tone altered, his palm pressing against her sex. “Does my little girl like that?”

Yes! For fuck’s sake, yes! Wasn’t it obvious? “Yes, sir.” Oddly, there was no shame in admitting it.

“I knew you were special,” he complimented. “Knew from the first time you sat down in front of me at the club, but I never realized how fucking special you were.”

Skirting beneath the thin fabric of her underwear, his fingers brushed over her sex.

“Fuck.” She hadn’t meant to say the word aloud.

“Fuck, indeed,” he concurred, pushing one finger into her soaking entrance. “You’re so wet for me.”

“Yes, sir.” She smiled at the answer, aware now the onslaught had paused at just how aroused she’d become. “Have I been spanked enough?” Twisting over her shoulder, she dared to glimpse him for the first time since the spanking had begun.

“I doubt a woman as wicked as you could ever be spanked enough.” Sebastian threw her a wink, pushing his digit deeper until they both groaned. “But for the time being, there are other things I can focus on.”

Chapter Sixteen

Sebastian

Rebecca was a fucking vision. Sprawled over Sebastian, her ass was reddened by his palm and her warm, wet cunt contracted wonderfully around his finger.

“Sir,” she panted, writhing as her hips pushed back against his digit. “Oh, God.”

Closing his eyes, Sebastian could only agree, envisaging how good it would be to replace that finger with his cock. It was straining hard to be free and bring the fantasy to life, but he had another idea.

“That’s enough.”

Withdrawing his finger, he smacked her pussy, immediately rueful at the loss. She groaned with disappointment, gasping as she peered back at him.

“Down on your knees.” He pointed to the floor by his feet, supporting her as she rose on shaky legs and lowered to the floor.

“You took your spanking well,” Sebastian praised, smiling at how the shade of her backside echoed her flame-colored hair. Her ass was a little pinker, but the similarity was still warming. “But now it’s time for another test.”

Edging to the end of his seat, he lowered his zipper and pulled his dick free. It wasn’t much of a test at all. Rebecca had already proven how skillful her mouth could be at the hotel, but this was different, the shift in dynamic between them assuring him of that. Now she was the one on her knees, her hide tanned and glowing almost as much as her face. This time, she would do as she was told.

“What do you need, sir?” Sitting on her haunches, she eyed his erection hungrily.

“Your mouth polishing this.” He waved his hard length in her face, smiling as she rose closer, licking her lips.

“Yes, sir.”

“But first,” he told her, drawing away an inch. “I want you naked.”

Glancing down at herself, her gaze flitted back to his. “Like this, sir?” Reaching around her, she effortlessly unhooked her bra and tossed it aside, releasing her ample and alluring tits.

“Yes.” Sebastian was trying to be authoritative, but the truth was, he was fucking desperate for her. “Now your panties.”

Grabbing the slim waistband, she rolled them down her thighs to her knees before wiggling free of them altogether. He watched her throw them to join her bra, insanely envious of the twisted, damp fabric. He wanted to be that close to her sex all the time as well, to hug her pussy with his mouth and fill it with his cock. His balls ached at the glorious idea.

“Good girl.” He stroked her hair aside as she rose back to her knees and edged toward him. “Hands beside your back. I only need your mouth.”