Page 4 of Undying Resilience

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Page 4 of Undying Resilience

I’ve got him now.

Moaning into Rhett’s mouth, I flatten my palms against his sides. Slowly, I move my hands down his body until my fingers find the sensitive skin by his hipbones.

“Shit,” he grunts, his body jerking away from my touch. “You sneaky little devil.”

I giggle, tickling him again before he grabs my hands.

“I was thinking of letting you off easy,” he says. “Not anymore.”

Standing, Rhett pulls me with him. Once I’m steady on my feet, he lets me go, crossing his arms and giving me a chilling look.

“Clothes. Off.”

I scramble to obey his command, throwing everything onto the mat.

He steps toward me until we’re so close we’re almost touching. “So eager to be punished,” he muses, tilting my chin up with a single finger.

I whimper, staring into his eyes. The first thing I ever noticed about Rhett was how strong his gaze was—like he could see right into my mind with a simple glance. I still feel the same way now.

Keeping his gaze locked with mine, Rhett nods to a piece of workout equipment. I saw Elliot doing bench presses on it the other day.

“Lie on your back,” Rhett says, pushing me toward the bench. “That’s it. Now spread your legs for me.”

Doing so makes me feel overexposed, but I still obey, holding my legs steady with my hands. Rhett smirks, taking me in, and I can’t help but let out an impatient whine. I want him touching me, even if it’s his hand spanking my clit until I scream.

“Take a deep breath,” he says, stroking one of my calves.

I inhale, my eyes falling shut. And just as I start to exhale, I feel the sharp sting of Rhett’s palm slapping against my clit. My eyes fly open as I yelp, all tension returning to my body. Instinctively, I start to close my legs, but the scolding look Rhett gives me has me opening them again.

He tsks. “Such a bad slut. Do you really want to make this harder on yourself?”

I whimper, shaking my head.

“Then keep your legs open and your eyes on me.” He smacks my clit again, and this time I let out a half-moan, half-scream. Before I can recover, he delivers another blow. “Can’t let you enjoy it too much.”

“Holy shit,” I pant.

“I’d ask if you’ve learned your lesson, but I think I know the answer.”

I can’t help but grin.

Rhett smacks my clit one more time. It stings, but it feels good, too. With another smirk, he circles my entrance with a single finger before holding it up to the light. “Look how wet you are from taking your punishment. Such a naughty girl.”

“More,” I moan.

“More pain? Or more pleasure?”

“Both,” I whisper.

He brings his palm against my clit again, and I arch my back with a scream. Then he uses a finger to gently stroke my clit, his gaze still locked with mine.

“You want to come, sweetheart?”

I nod.

“You’re going to have to work for it.”

“Anything,” I pant.




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