“How did you know I was innocent?”
“You stood out like a lightbulb at that party.”
“Hmm, that obvious, huh?”
“Do you know what a safe word is?” Ryan asked.
“Yeah.” Leeriness coated the word.
“Let me ask you… have you ever considered playing around with spanking or things like that?”
“Not really.” I felt a blush coming on as I admitted, “Maybe.”
“No maybes. Only yes or no,” Ryan said.
Was I really considering it? His gaze implored me for an answer. Before I could reconsider, I blurted, “Yes, but nothing over the top.”
Ryan moved forward and ran a finger from my clit to one of my nipples. “How about we do some light play, and I’ll give you a safe word. You can use it at any time. Okay?”
I exhaled and said, “Yes.”
Then, surprising me, he pinched it hard. I squealed, unable to suppress my reaction.
“Your safe word is Tom,” Ryan announced and chuckled.
“Tom? That’s my cat’s name.”
“I thought it appropriate since we’d be playing with your pussy,” he said with a wide grin.
Ryan knew my cat’s name. How was that possible? Before I could question him, he continued, “Now say it.”
“Tom.” I spoke with no hesitation.
“That’s my girl.” He pulled some ties off the bedposts. “On your stomach, love.” As soon as I flipped, he attached my wrists to the post with the silky ties.
His palm slipped down my arm to the center of my back and then to my ass. As his hand rubbed me, he said, “Now about that spanking…”
“What?”
“Naughty spanking, love.”
“Oh…” I had to think about it. “I’m not sure.” I turned my head and caught his smirk.
“How about we give it a try?”
I wasn’t sure spanking was my thing, but I’d also never imagined letting anyone tie me up. I nodded.
He winked before saying, “Inhale.”
My response to the first slap was whoa. This wasn’t your everyday tap. I could use my safe word at any time, but it wasn’t off-putting. Plus, curiosity got the better of me.
“Again?” he asked, and I silently agreed.
This time he didn’t have to tell me to inhale. I took a deep breath. In between what he’d called naughty spankings, his hand massaged my ass. After each time, he told me to take another deep breath. I was ready for this one, but I had to admit, I’d found a space between the sting and pleasure that had me completely turned on.
Right after the next tap, probing fingers dove deep inside, pushing against places in a manner no one had done before. He spread my cheeks wide, and a wet tongue found its place there, tunneling into my pussy. The man teased my clit until I was at the edge of orgasm.
Ryan’s next command might be one I couldn’t obey. “No coming. You’re not allowed to orgasm.”
“Uhhhh.” A long moan escaped me. “Please,” I begged.
“Please, what?” Ryan asked.
“Uh, sir?”
Ryan bent down and spoke into my ear. “Good girl.”
He lifted me up by the waist, and now my ass was high in the air. I felt a slight breeze hit my pussy and then whack.
“Ahh,” I cried.
“What’s your safe word?” Ryan asked loudly.
“Tom.”
“Do you need to use it?” he asked.
“No.”
Then my pussy was slapped again and again.
“Can I come?” I begged.
“No,” Ryan barked out.
I wouldn’t be able to hold off much longer. I shouldn’t have worried because Ryan asked, “How close are you, Chloe?”
“Close. Can I please come?” I pleaded.
Suddenly, a cock slammed into me, hard and fast. It shouldn’t have been possible, but I came instantly. I let out a long whimper, because it didn’t let up. It was hard and raw, and I wanted my orgasm to go on and on endlessly. I’d never felt so completely pleasured in my entire life. By the time it was over, I was breathless and limp, yet sated.
But it wasn’t over. When the cock was gone, I felt something slippery against my puckered hole.
“I… I’ve never—”
“What’s your safe word, Chloe?”
“Tom.”
“Do you want to use it?”
“No.”
Whatever was entering my backside moved in very slowly, inch by inch, and it wasn’t painful, but… weird. It made me curious again, so I said, “I want more.”
But it was gone, and Ryan said, “You’re not allowed to ask for pleasure, Chloe. Remember that.”
Four
Ryan
This woman continued to surprise me. Not only was she gorgeous, it appeared we were more than sexually compatible. Ian had been right about her. Could she be the right woman to be the mother of my child or more?
She moaned and I refocused on her beautiful body. I couldn’t fucking resist her ass. She was sweet in every sense of the word, which made me want to corrupt her even more.
I crawled onto the bed and raised her up so she would be on all fours. I inched two fingers into her ass, which was tight like her pussy. I positioned my cock at her pussy entrance and slid home while using two fingers to slowly slip in her ass.
She mewled and I used my thumb between her legs, stroking her clit as I thrust my dick deep in her cunt.
I leaned forward and used my other hand to cup one full breast. Her nipple tightened against my palm and I twisted and tugged it, making her gasp. My sweet girl liked a little pain. That was evidenced by how her insides tightened even more around me.
“Fuck,” I groaned. I was going to come again and soon.
What was my endgame? I could get her pregnant right now. What would she do if I did? Would she hate me?
I slapped her ass and she liked it. Her inner walls clamped down hard around my fingers. Her pussy did the same around my cock.
I continued to work her pussy with my dick. I was almost there when my girl begged, “Can I come?”
As much as I wanted to deny her, she’d been a good girl. “Yes, you can,” I said.
Her pussy spasmed around me. It was unlikely she would have been able to hold off if I’d told her no.
As it was, I shot off deep inside her with punishing strokes, imagining her months later with our child growing in her belly. This girl was special. She’d proved worthy of not only carrying my child, but being more than a plaything too.
We lay in a heap on my bed. Chloe rested on my chest. I had one hand behind my head as a fantasy of Chloe swollen with my child played out in my mind. But it wasn’t our first, but maybe our third or fourth. Where had that come from?
She was either a weekend hookup or a means to an end. When had I wanted more from any woman?
After our grandfather’s will had been announced, the pressure had been on. I wasn’t stupid enough to get the first woman I saw pregnant and be forced to deal with whoever it was for the rest of my life. Ian had agreed to help me pick out a suitable candidate.
Everything he’d told me about Chloe had been too good to be true. She was kind in a way that had her donating not only money but her time to the homeless, to children and even to rescuing pets. She was a fucking saint. I’d been sure she’d turn out to be a missionary position kind of girl. But tonight, she’d proven me wrong.
Chloe’s breaths were long and even when a text from Ian came through.
Him: You like her.
It wasn’t a question, but a statement. And it hadn’t been the plan.
When I didn’t answer another text came through.
Him: You do.
Me: Maybe.
I had a feeling she wasn’t going to like me much when she found out what I’d done. We hadn’t used protection. I wasn’t sure if she was on birth control. It would be a struggle to wait to find out if I’d gotten her pregnant.
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bsp; Him: Are you going to tell her?
That was the question, wasn’t it?
Me: I’ll call you later.
I quickly put my phone down as Chloe stirred. I kissed the top of her head and what the fuck? When had I ever kissed a woman like she was precious to me? She blinked up at me, not giving me time to figure out what the hell she was doing to me. “Morning, love,” I said.
Today, I would give her the world because she was unknowingly giving me mine.
Five
Chloe
Thankful he’d invited me for the entire weekend, I knew we had another whole day and night together before I had to return to my dreary life and asshole of a boss.
“Good morning,” I answered with a grin. Stretching like Tom the cat, I let out a giggle when I thought about my safe word.
Ryan kissed my neck and asked, “What has you laughing this morning?”
“I thought about my cat and it reminded me of my safe word. What a coincidence you chose that. Which reminds me. I’m going to have to feed him today.”
“Mmm,” Ryan mumbled against my neck as he nibbled me. I was heating up and if he didn’t stop, we’d be at it again like cats. What was with the cats thing? “I can send Ian over to feed your cat, love.”
“What is he, your whipping boy?”
Ryan chuckled. “No, just a good friend.”
“He’d do that for me?”
“Sure, why not?”
“I just met you both.”
“But we’re more than friends now, aren’t we?”
Laughing, I answered, “We’ve shared a lot more than most friends do, that’s for sure.”
Ryan took my hand and kissed the palm. He gave it a slight tug. “Who’s up for a shower?”
The idea of taking a shower sounded amazing. “I am.”
We walked into the palatial bathroom and I sighed when I saw the spa-like shower. It was unreal. There were dual showerheads and water sprays in rows on two walls.
Clapping my hands, I exclaimed, “Oh, God. It’s a water heaven in here!”
Ryan only watched me in amusement with a giant grin on his beautiful face. I loved how his hazel eyes gleamed. No man had ever looked at me that way. It held a hint of something more… something deeper.
My belly clenched and fluttered at the same time. Swallowing, I was suddenly nervous. Why was that? I’d spent the most delicious night and ached in places I’d never ached before. My pussy had been exercised to the point of exhaustion and the spankings… those had been past exhilarating. The memory alone had my juices flowing again.
“What’s in that pretty little head of yours? Your skin is flushed, and your nipples have tightened. Look at them,” Ryan said.
I bowed my head and sure enough, my nips were pointing directly toward him, ready to jump at his command. If he told me to kneel and suck his cock right now, I wouldn’t hesitate one second.
“Last night,” I murmured.
“Louder.” Ryan’s voice took on more of a commanding tone.
“I was thinking about last night.”
“You were?” he said as he escorted me inside the massive space. He said nothing more as he began to pamper me, scrubbing every inch of my body. He even shampooed and conditioned my hair.
When he was done, I took my time doing the same for him, soaping up his cock and turning that into a hand job. I was sure I almost had him until he stole my fun by making me stop.
“Poo, you just ruined it.” I used my best sexy pout. However, I was quickly rewarded when Ryan hoisted me against the tiled wall so he could eat my pussy with his talented tongue. He pumped his finger in and out of me while he thrummed his tongue against my clit, bringing me to an exquisite orgasm.
After setting me on my feet and cleaning me between my legs, he said, “I should probably feed you breakfast.”
I’d never been so greedy for sex. Then again, I’d never had a man bring me so much pleasure before. “How about after you fuck me?”
Had I really said that? When had I ever been that bold?
He laughed. “Trust me. I’m far from done with you. But you and Tom need to get fed.”
“Oh, crap, Tom.”
“No worries. If you give me your keys, I’ll get Ian to feed the cat while I get us some food, if that’s all right with you.”
All right? It was more than all right. What I said was, “That would be great. My keys are in the front pocket of my purse.” I also gave him my address.
Ryan called Ian on his phone. I didn’t hear what Ian said, but I was sure he agreed. “Thanks, man.”
After Ryan hung up, he came over and crashed his mouth into mine, stirring me up again.
“Patience,” he teased me with a billion-dollar grin. “Food first.”
What was it about this man? He was hot and sexy, but I usually needed more than that. Maybe it was because he was also considerate of my needs in bed. Whatever the case, I’d better be careful. This was only a weekend fling, something I hadn’t done before. Besides, I needed to guard my heart. Ryan would be gone tomorrow and chances of seeing him again were next to nil.
Six
Ryan
We ate, though our time was far too short. I wanted between her thighs again to get my fill of her before I had to let her go.
Her eyes were a little sleepy after breakfast. I carried her back to my room and held her in my arms until she drifted off.
If Ian could see me now, he would say, “Snuggling, huh?”
And wasn’t that the thing? When did I snuggle? Yeah, for about thirty seconds on average in the past. Yet Chloe was still in my arms and I didn’t mind it.
There was one thing I had to do. I slipped out from around Chloe because I had business.
When Ian arrived, I hustled him into my downstairs office. Far from Chloe so she wouldn’t overhear and would hopefully sleep through me being away from her.
“I’m feeding the pussy instead of getting any.”
“Don’t start.” I waved him off as I began to pace my office. “I have a promise to keep.”
“And what’s that?”
I’d told him about how I got her here. “Do whatever needs to be done to buy my cousin’s company. The little shit is greedy. Use one of my offshore shell companies as cover, one he can’t track back to me as owner. He’ll never know the difference.”
“And what?” Ian asked. “Offer more than it’s worth?”
“Yes.”
He laughed. “You like her that much?”
“I’m a man of my word. Just do what I asked.”
He got serious. “I’m already feeding the cat. Remember, I’m not your lackey boy.”
I eyed him up and down, slowly. “No, you’re a submissive, or have you forgotten?”
Ian licked his lips. He was a man whore who secretly liked to be told what to do. We hadn’t fucked—my tastes didn’t go there—but he served a purpose in my life as my lawyer and best friend. There wasn’t anything he hadn’t done for me when I asked.
“Fine,” he said, taking the keys from my hand. He left and I checked my email. Work never ceased and I had a ton of messages in my inbox. I worked diligently until Chloe appeared in my door. I leaned back in my chair.
“You found me,” I said.
She glanced around. “This house is massive. I searched the entire second floor and came down here.”
“Come sit on my lap.”
I’d never before allowed a woman in my office sanctuary, but now my dick got hard with the idea of bending her over my desk and fucking her.
She moved like a cat with nothing but a sheet wrapped around her. I pushed back when she approached, and she sat on my hardening cock. Her giggle made me rock-hard in a second. Now there was too much between us—my pants.
I reached around her and moved papers out of the way. “Drop the sheet and bend over my desk.”
Her eyes widened.
“If you don’t want me to spank that ass, you’ll do as I ask.”
She didn’t move, only watched me with mischief in her eyes.
“You want me to spank you?”
She nodded.
“Then bend over the desk.”
That got her moving. Her little show of defiance only hardened me more. I would explode inside her on the first thrust.
The sheet lay beneath her, but her ass was there for the taking. First things first. I rubbed my hands together, warming them. Then, with a perfected stroke, I smacked her bottom and a rosy mark bloomed in the shape of my palm. She moaned as I rubbed the spot before doing it again. Then I spread her legs and tapped her pussy instead.
She cried out and moisture pooled at her entrance.
“You like that, baby?”
“Yes,” she mewled.
I did it again. Then I rubbed her slit. On the second pass, my fingers probed her puckered hole. She gasped.
“Yeah, baby, this ass is mine.” I worked her hole, one finger and then two, pushing past the resistance. Once in, I spread my fingers to widen her channel before I lined up the head of my cock. “Now breathe, baby, and relax.”
She let out a moan and all I had was the head of my cock inside her.
“Bear down, honey, and let me in.”
She followed my instructions and I slid in further. Her pants were mixed with whimpers. I stilled, knowing that I was an asshole. I was far too big to get inside without a lot of prep work, but I was greedy.
Ian appeared, leaning on the doorframe, arms folded over his chest. “You should let me do that. You’re hurting her.”
I glared at him because I’d thought he’d left, or maybe he’d returned. When I glanced down and saw Chloe’s tears, I quickly pulled out. I bent over and pressed kisses to her cheek and then her lips. “I’m sorry, baby.”
Ian was right, but I was annoyed at his presence. Where the fuck did that feeling come from? She wasn’t mine. I had to remember that. She would eventually hate me when she found out I needed her to claim my inheritance. But for now, I’d promised her pleasure even if it included Ian.
I helped her up and whispered in her ear, “Do you want Ian to stay?”
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