“What do you mean? I’ve seen this movie lots. We don’t have to keep watching.”
“But we do. Turn around.”
Turn around? What did he mean? Then he grasped hold of her hips and helped her turn. Somehow she managed it without kneeing him in the face. Or other, more precious areas. Now she was kneeling facing the TV with her back to him. She didn’t get it.
Until he reached around her to play with her nipples. He toyed with them. Twisting them then soothing them with soft brushes of his fingers. Which just added to the torture.
“Ed, more,” she begged.
“You’ll get more when I want you to have more. I’m in charge right now.”
No! That wasn’t fair. She moved her hips up and down, almost without thought. As though she might find some friction for her clit. When that didn’t happen, she decided to act herself and slipped her finger down to her pussy.
Oh. That felt so good.
Then a big hand left her breast, reaching down to grasp hold of her wrist.
“Bad girl. Did I say you could touch yourself?”
Oh shoot. Fudge. She couldn’t touch herself? Actually, part of her was shocked that she had been that brazen. That wasn’t really her. She was more of an under-the-sheets, missionary girl.
Yeah, who you kidding?
“You’ll need to be punished for that,” he said huskily.
“But I’ve already been punished.”
He huffed out a breath. “That was for something else entirely, though, wasn’t it? There’s no limit to how often you can be punished, my girl. I mean, one would think you’d start to learn to obey Daddy . . . “
It was her turn to snort.
“Oh, like that is it? You think you can challenge me?” He ran a hand down her back. “I like a challenge.”
He placed some pressure on her shoulders. “Lean forward. Hands on the floor.”
What on Earth was he planning on doing?
“You need to say your safeword?” he asked when she didn’t move.
She shook her head. “No.”
“Then all you’re doing is adding to your punishment.” He widened his legs. “Down you go. Don’t worry, I won’t let you fall.”
Yeah, that wasn’t what she was worried about. She was more concerned with what he planned to do to her ass.
“Actually, first, reach over and pull open the middle drawer of the coffee table. Inside there should be lube and condoms. Take them out.”
“You keep lube in your coffee table?”
“Since you came to live here, I keep lube and condoms all over the place.”
“I’m clean,” she blurted out, even as she reached over to grab everything. He held onto her hips to keep her from slipping off. She handed him the lube and some condoms. “And I’m on the Pill. So we don’t need the condom.”
“So am I. You sure you want to do this without one, though?”
“Yeah.” She turned to look down at him. She licked her lips. “I am.”
Hunger filled his face. “Lean forward then.”
“What? Can we just forget about punishment? I promise I won’t touch my clit again.”
“Too late,” he said huskily.
She opened her mouth to protest.
“Do you want to add to the punishment you’ve got coming by arguing?”
No, she did not.
So she ended up lying on his lap. Her legs were still bent and straddling his thighs and her hands were resting on the floor. This meant that her ass was totally vulnerable to him.
“Perfect,” he said, rubbing his hand over one ass cheek then the other. “This still tender?”
“Yes,” she bit out.
“Good.” He gave her bottom two sharp slaps.
“Ow! It’s too sore for that.”
“I think you can take more,” he told her. “But luckily for you, I have plenty to play with back here.” He parted the lips of her pussy and ran a finger along her slit. “No need for lube here. I think someone likes being in this position.”
It wasn’t just this position. It was him. All of him.
She groaned as he ran a finger around her clit. “Too bad you were naughty and don’t get to come yet.”
She tensed. “What?”
“You only get to come when I give you permission. Come without permission, and I’ll tie you to my bed and torture you for hours, bringing you to the brink of orgasm then pulling back. Understand?”
Her breath came in sharp pants. Arousal flooded through her.
He smacked his hand down on her ass. “Understand, Georgie-girl?”
“I understand, I understand,” she said hastily as another smack landed.
She thought it sucked big time though. “But I’ve never tried not to come.”
“I’ll help you.”
Those three words eased the tension and small bubble of worry that had formed. He’d help her. She could rely on Ed. She knew she could. More than anyone else in her life.
He slid a finger deep inside her passage, pumping it in and out of her. Then he added another finger. She groaned, clamping around the two digits. She felt so full. And this was just two of his fingers. What would he feel like when his dick was inside her?
“Ed. Ed, please.”
“I like hearing you beg,” he said huskily. “It sounds so pretty coming from those plump, lush lips. I remember what you looked like with my dick in your mouth, filling you, staring up at me with those big eyes. Like I was your everything.”
“You are my everything,” she told him before she could rethink blurting that out.
“You’re my everything too. My girl.” He smacked his free hand on her ass while sliding his finger in and out of her pussy. This was different than her previous spankings. Even as he warmed her ass, he was pushing her arousal higher and higher. Until she was trembling with the need to come. To fall over that edge.
She’d never come from penetration only. Hadn’t thought it was possible for her to come without her clit being stimulated. But she could feel her orgasm building inside her.
More. She needed more.
Just when it was close, he drew his fingers back.
“Nooo!”
“Remember the rule about not coming without permission,” he reminded her.
Oh drat. She’d forgotten.
Bad Georgie.
“Now, just stay nice and relaxed for me.” He ran a finger down her ass crack then parted her cheeks. She sucked in a breath.
Stay relaxed? Was he insane? Yeah, he liked playing with her ass. Enjoyed plugging it more than was healthy, she was sure. But now he was . . . he was staring at her.
“Ed,” she said, feeling uncertain.
“Your ass is perfection, you know that? Fuck, every time you walk past me, I want to squeeze it, slap it, fuck it.”
Oh fudge.
She wanted that too. There was a squirting noise then cool lubricant was applied to her puckered hole before a finger prodded at her back entrance.
“Easy, relax. That’s it. That’s my good girl.”
She loved being his good girl. Even when being his good girl was lying on his lap while he thrust a finger into her backside, after denying her an orgasm.
Her life. What had happened to it? And how did she make sure it always stayed this way?
By staying with him. No matter what. Because nothing is more important than him.
Those thoughts and worries were all pushed from her head as he moved up to two fingers. Then his other hand slipped under her pussy to toy with her clit. Her heart raced, but not in a bad way.
This was good. So good. Too good.
“Ed, I can’t. I can’t stop it.”
“Shh.” He ceased moving his finger against her clit, but kept sliding his other fingers in and out of her ass.
Small whimpers escaped her lips.
“That’s it, let me hear you. I want all the noises, my girl. You’re not coming until I hear you moan and beg and cry out.”
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sp; “You’re a sadist!” She tried to sound grumpy, but it came out on a deep moan as he started moving his finger against her clit again.
He chuckled. “Not even close. But I don’t want you holding back. I want it all. All of you. And that’s what I’m going to get.”
Drat him. Didn’t he already know that he had all of her? But if begging is what got her that release that was hovering so close . . .
Then it’s begging that she would do.
“Please, please, please let me come.”
“Fuck. Yes. Three fingers, Georgie-girl.”
Lord. Three?
“Easy, you can take it.”
Her asshole stretched as he pushed three fingers into her. There was some burning but it soon morphed into pleasure, especially as he continued to play with her clit.
“Do you like that? Do you like my fingers in your tight ass? While I strum this clit? Hmm?”
Like it? It went beyond like. She didn’t know how to describe it. But he seemed to enjoy when she made noises. And when he was happy, he made sure she was too.
“Oh. Oh. Oh. Please. I love it.”
“That’s it. Just relax. You have no idea what you do to me.”
She might. If it was anything close to what he did to her. Suddenly, he removed his hands from her ass and pussy.
“No!” she cried out, trying to turn around.
“Easy,” he soothed. “You’re not coming just yet.”
“No! That’s not fair.”
“Keep going, my girl and you won’t come for hours.”
She zipped her mouth shut.
“You’ve had your head down too long and I want inside that pussy. Which won’t be happening for the first time on the sofa.”
Who cared if it was on the sofa?
“Come here.” He drew her up then turned her so she was sitting up, facing him. A wave of dizziness assaulted her as the blood rushed from her head.
Okay, so he had a point. But her ass was empty, her pussy was begging to be filled. And she really had to come.
“Ed, please.” She ran her hand down his abs then grabbed the bottom of his tank.
He let her strip it off him. Her breath caught. No matter how often she saw him like this, it still made her heart race. Wonder filled her.
She went to touch him then paused. “Can I touch you?”
“Good girl for asking. You may.” He laid his arms out on the sofa as though to indicate that she had free rein.
Ooh. That was exciting. She could forgive him now for bringing her to the brink and not letting her go over. Leaning in, she gently nipped his neck.
“Fuck,” he muttered. Then she moved her mouth lower, circling her tongue around his nipple.
“Yes. That’s it.”
She moved to his other nipple. Okay, she was starting to get why he liked to hear her moans, the way she begged. Every time he groaned, her own arousal flooded her.
Jeez, was it possible to come just from giving someone else pleasure?
“You look so damned good, sitting there on my lap. Naked.”
She liked being on his lap, naked. She ran her hands along his arms to his neck. He had the best arms. Thick with muscle. It shocked her that she liked how muscular he was considering the men she’d been attracted to in the past. But then, none of them had affected her like he did. Had made her want to strip them and lick them all over.
Speaking of licking all over.
She slid her hand down between them, reaching under the band of his sweatpants.
“No boxers?” she asked.
He grinned then groaned as she took his shaft in her hand.
“Nope,” he replied. “Fuck, yes. Just like that.”
She slid down his lap until she was kneeling between his open legs. “Off.” She pulled at his sweatpants.
He raised an eyebrow. “Do you get to make demands?”
Oh darn. A shiver raced through her. One that he couldn’t miss.
“My girl likes when I take charge, doesn’t she? Luckily, she’s hot as hell, especially when she’s on her knees begging me with her eyes to let her suck my cock.”
“My eyes are begging you, huh?” She wanted to say his ego was a turn-off. But it so wasn’t. He was confident without being arrogant. In control without being a jerk. He liked to smack her ass but then he’d hold her as though cuddling her was all he needed in this world to survive.
“Oh yes,” he drawled. “But you need to ask. Ask for what you need.”
Shoot. Okay, she could do this.
“Please will you take your pants off?”
“Why?”
“Because I want to suck your cock?” she asked.
“You sure about that?”
“Oh yeah. I’m sure.” She licked her lips without thinking how that would look.
Satisfaction and heat filled his face.
“Please. I want to suck your cock.”
His pants were stripped off so quickly, she barely blinked. But oh, that got her just what she wanted. His thick cock, the head round, the shaft smooth. She tried to reach her hand all the way around it, but like the rest of him, it was huge.
That’s going in you, Georgina.
Yeah. She couldn’t wait.
Patience gone, as if she’d had any, she took the tip into her mouth. Then she ran her tongue over the top, down the shaft. Then she took as much as she could into her mouth. Her lips were stretched wide. God, it felt so good. She wanted to make him as wild as he made her. Moving her hand to his balls, she massaged them gently. Men liked that, right?
Well if he didn’t she was certain he’d stop her. She bobbed her head up and down his shaft. He placed his hand on the back of her head lightly. Not guiding her, but the pressure made her insides explode. She moved faster.
“Fuck yes. That’s my girl. Take my cock.” He wrapped his hand around her hair, tugging it lightly.
Who’d have thought that her scalp seemed to have a direct line to her clit? Not her. If anyone told her that she would enjoy a man tugging on her hair, she’d have told them they were insane.
But shoot, she loved the way he pulled at her hair. It wasn’t too much. Just enough. The bite of pain flooded her body with more need. Then he gently tugged her away from him.
“No!” she cried out.
“Uh-uh, can’t take anymore. Your mouth is a furnace. I’m about to come.”
“Then come. I want you to.”
“And I want to come inside your pussy,” he said gruffly. “And I don’t want to wait for my cock to recover. Not that he seems to lack stamina around you, but I’m still pushing fifty. There’s only so much this old guy can take.”
She grinned. “You’re not old. Besides, haven’t you heard of silver foxes?”
“Are you saying I’m going gray, brat?”
“Of course not. I’m just saying if you were, you’d looked so darn hot.”
He just grunted then lifted her onto his lap and stood, walking with her towards the bedroom. “I might be getting old, but I’ve still got the strength to carry you around. And to smack that naughty ass when you get sassy.”
“I’m never sassy.”
Ed gave her a look of disbelief as he placed her on the bed then crouched over her. “You grow sassier every day.” He kissed his way down her neck. “And I fucking love it.”
Lying on his side next to her, he took her nipple into his mouth. His fingers moved down to her clit, rubbing it softly. “I’m going to come as soon as I get in this tight pussy and embarrass myself.”
“Please, please fuck me.”
He drove a finger deep inside her and she groaned.
“You’re so fucking tight. Christ.” He added another finger, pumping them in and out as he continued to suck on her nipple.
It wasn’t enough. She needed more. So much more. Suddenly, he climbed off the bed.
“Where are you going?” He wasn’t stopping, was he? He couldn’t stop.
She heard some water running. Was he wash
ing his hands? Then he reappeared with the rabbit vibrator that Kiesha had given her the other day. “I think we need to stretch you.”
She whimpered. Actually whimpered. Was he really planning on using that on her? Yikes.
“I don’t think we need to,” she told him hastily.
He grinned as he walked forward and reached into one of the bedside drawers. And yep, pulled out a tube of lube.
“Seriously! Do you really have that stuff stashed everywhere? Did you place a bulk order?”
“Nah, I have shares in a lube company.”
“Yeah, right.”
He gave her a serious look.
“Wait, you’re serious?”
“Yep.” He poured some onto his hand and then threw it to her.
Mountain Man’s Lube. Made in Wishingbone, Montana.
“It was an enterprise started by a friend recently. You might have heard of him. Jonny Jacks.”
“Kiesha’s sworn enemy.”
He rolled his eyes. “Yep. Now lie back and part your legs for me.”
“Ed, I don’t know . . . I’ve never . . . “
“You’ve never used a vibrator.”
“I have. But only by myself. Never in front of someone,” she told him, knowing she was bright red.
“Then I’ll be your first.” He grinned and winked at her.
Lord help her. They were seriously doing this. He patted the end of the bed closest to him. “Hips at the edge. Get a pillow and put it under your ass.”
Oh no. Heck no. Was this really happening? But he’d used his commanding voice and she seemed to be a sucker for that tone. She got herself into position at the edge of the bed, her hips raised by a pillow.
“Feet flat on the mattress. Spread nice and wide for me.” He knelt on the floor, his face nearly level with her pussy because his bed was so damn high.
“Ed, I’m not sure . . .” She gasped as he ran a finger through her slick folds.
“Trust me?”
“Yes.”
“Remember your safe word?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Then just relax. I’m going to take care of you. I’ll always take care of you.”
She knew that. He always did.
“I trust you.”
“That’s my good girl. Damn, you’re fucking sexy. Spread wide for me. Your lips are all slick with arousal. Delicious. Does that ass miss being filled?”
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