Page 66 of His Dark Pact

“No?” His laughter was harder as his fingers settled back into place, and his cock delved inside her.

“No.” Relief emanated at his caresses. “Please, sir.” She turned her head to gaze at the man who was completely in control of her. “Please tell me what you want me to say.”

His eyebrow arched at her temerity. “You’re supposed to know, little girl.”

“I know.” She arched her back, pushing her pebbling nipples against his arm. “But please... take pity on me.”

He plunged into her again, rocking his hips at a more insistent rhythm as he replied. “Okay, little girl.” Fleetingly, the weight of his own pleasure gleamed in his eyes. “Repeat after me.”

“I, Amy Kendal.” His hard length punctuated each of his words by slipping into her, and all the while, he maintained the same wonderful pressure at her pulsing clit.

“I, Amy Kendal.” Delightfully spread for him, it was easy to play along.

“Understand that when I obey Mr. Kyle.” His fingers sped up, enticing her closer to the precipice of her pleasure.

“Understand!” She mewled, swaying her hips to gratefully receive more of everything he wanted to give her.

“What else?” His voice lowered to a growl. “Tell me, little girl, or all of this stops.”

Her fingers tightened on the arm encasing her as the bubbling water tickled at her skin.

“I understand that when I obey Mr. Kyle.”

His intoxicating combination of light and cruel touches were everything. She sensed it wouldn’t be long before his attention toppled her, and she wouldn’t do anything that risked spoiling that one perfect moment of connection.

“Better.” His softer tone purred. “I understand I’ll always be rewarded.”

“I understand I’ll always be rewarded.” She parroted the words, her voice raspy with need.

“There’s my good girl.”

Shewashis good girl.

His housekeeper, maid, and even his fucking cleaner.

Breathless against his hard body, she wasn’t sure there was anything she’d refuse the man so long as the promise of his pleasure was dangled in front of her.

“Please.” Her mind was laser-focused on the approaching tsunami. “Please, sir.”

“What do you need?”

The fucking orgasm!Her eyes rolled closed.Isn’t it obvious?

“Tell me.” He flicked her clit between his fingers, surely knowing how it amplified her arousal.

“I need to come!” She practically spat the words. “Please, let me come!”

“You may come.” The arm around her shifted to pinch her helpless buds as he slowly lost control. “Make it fucking good, Amy.”