After silently adjusting the whip to his satisfaction, his palm remained in contact with her skin as he let it continue down her back until he was treating her extreme lower back to an almost imperceptible caress. Immediately lost in the pleasurable and unexpected squeeze, Amanda forgot herself, leaned her head back and gasped, almost missing his own heavy exhale in the process.
Turning her head to one side, craning her neck as far as it would go, she made it obvious that she wanted his mouth on hers—she was desperate for it—and was sure that he felt the same way.
Both confounded and irritated by the removal of his hand, she attempted to turn her head to watch him as he walked away, but she was to be disappointed. She could only listen to his steps and other vague sounds to determine what he was doing.
It was only when the flash delivered a burst of light that she realised what he had done.
He had actually walked away and picked up his damn camera—it was unbelievable!
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contemplated saying something, letting him know that she was well aware of what was going on.
"Just raise your chin slightly."
She followed the direction without saying a word and waited to find out what he wanted her to do after that particular set of flashes stopped.
"Hmm..."
Having no idea what the hum was in aid of sent her mind reeling, and she wondered whether he had noticed the wetness between her thighs or whether he was just thinking about how to style for another image.
"...I think I prefer your hair loose," he confirmed, as he strode purposefully toward her.
With his footsteps heavier than previously, she could tell when he was directly behind her, but it proved unnecessary as he immediately made his presence felt when he reached her. Not only did he press his body against her back, he thrust his fingers into her hair before dragging them through her locks, loosing the twist in her hair as if it was his to do with what he wished.
This time, she felt him. His hardness twitched against her arse cheeks as she leaned her head back as his digits combed through her tresses, straining at the cuffs to stretch her neck to invite a kiss to it now that she knew that he was as turned on as she was. However, he either wasn't prepared to comply or didn't notice as, fingers still entwined in her hair, he gently pushed her head forward before brushing his face across the nape of her neck. She relished his hot breath against her skin even though his lips barely touched her.
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Slowly, he worked his way around, his lips lightly grazing her jaw as he headed for her face. Overjoyed by his actions, she parted her lips in anticipation of his intention but was left hanging when he stopped at her ear, briefly sucking her lobe into his mouth before pressing his lips against her ear to speak quietly.
"You want me, don't you?"
It was a question that didn't need an answer so she didn't provide one—he knew exactly what she wanted. It was obvious from her heated skin, her quick breaths, the eagerness with which she turned her head to meet him, but Benjamin clearly wanted something a bit more explicit and slid her hand between their bodies to squeeze her butt cheek in order to elicit a response.
"Don't you?"
"Yes ... yes, I do," came Amanda's instant, breathy reply.
If her arms were free, she would have thrown them around him to pull him close as they kissed, holding her naked body against his to unequivocally show him exactly how she felt.
"Just like you wanted to model for me?"
Though the question barely registered, she still answered in the affirmative as she was prepared to say anything to get what she wanted. She would have admitted to whatever he suggested just to get him to untie her, throw her down, and spread her thighs. Her clit was hot and throbbing and she was desperate to feel his tongue pressed against it.
"You wanted to get your clothes off for a stranger, didn't you?"
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"Oh God, yes!" she replied quickly, pushing her bum out as far as she could in light of her restricted stance.
"Mmm, keen," he mused, pressing his body harder, forcing her to flatten her body against the wall, which was deliciously cool on her skin.
"You're a very beautiful woman."
His quiet tone was calm and cool, belying how she knew he felt. The bulge in his trousers was testament to that. He seemed to want her make her more aware of it, bending his knees so that he could run his shaft up the cleft of her cheeks.
"I would have told you before, but I think it would have made you too cocky."
Repeating his words in her head to make sure she'd heard right, her first instinct was to disagree and defend herself, but all thought of anything except her own pleasure vanished as he thrust his hand between the wall and her body to get to her pussy. Using one slow movement, he stroked his fingers up the full-length of her labia, dipping the tips between her cleft to see how wet she was.
He clearly enjoyed the soft moan and sought to get more from her by parting her smooth lips, letting his fingers probe deeper to locate her clit.
"Did you think I had an ulterior motive?"
She opened her mouth with the intention of answering, but all that came out was a sound that signified the bliss his touch provided.
"I bet you're used to men with ulterior motives."
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This time, she didn't need to make an attempt at a reply as, with his free hand turning her face to the position he wanted, he kissed her hard, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as he pulled her thighs further apart. Amanda quickly complied, wanting to feel his finger plunge into her pussy, but Benjamin pulled his hand and his mouth away, leaving Amanda gasping and wanting.
Holding her gaze, he stepped away and leaned his back on the wall mere inches away from her, tantalisingly close to purposely tease her.
"Do you often kiss men like that when you've just met them?" he asked, taking hold of the whip that still hung down her back and pulling slowly so that it smoothly slid over her skin and fell to the floor with a soft thump.
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Chapter Six
Initially, it wasn't entirely clear whether it was a rhetorical question or not, so Amanda continued to stare into his eyes, only then feeling the numbness that had developed in her hands and begun travelling down her arms in the form of a dull ache.
Remaining silent as he looked back at her, he appeared to require an answer.
"N-no," she finally managed, so consumed by lust and confusion she was barely able to think.
A slight smirk played on his lips. "So, why did you kiss me?"
She couldn't believe that he was playing mind games at that point, when she was more turned on than she could ever remember and he wanted to play games.
" You kissed me."
Frustration had built sufficiently to cause a defiant tone to enter her voice, but Benjamin was not only unfazed but also amused by the sudden rebellious streak that she displayed, despite the position she was in.
"You wanted me to kiss you," he countered, a smile still curling his lips. "Just like you wanted to pose for me."
Pushing himself up off the wall, he trailed his fingers across the smooth cheeks of her bottom as he moved to her other side to lean against the wall there to continue his taunting her. She took the bait, immediately turning her head to face where he now stood.
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"But you still made me wait."
She was burning up, and wondered if her overheated state was affecting her min
d because she had no idea what he was talking about, she seemed to have lost the ability to follow his train of thought as—to her—it sounded as if he had started on another subject.
"What? Made you wait for what?"
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Seeing her getting exasperated pleased him, knowing that she wanted him as much as he wanted her made him feel powerful. The tight feeling that had developed in his balls was getting close to unbearable and it took a lot of will power to stop him acting on it, but he had to.
There was something about this woman. It wasn't something he could even put his finger on, but he needed her and he needed to know that she felt the same. It was something he was aware of very soon after arriving at the bar—within thirty seconds of sitting down opposite her, in fact—and the feeling had only intensified ever since.
However, she was difficult to read, and though he'd dealt with his fair share of rejection, he wouldn't be able to handle it from her. Not from Amanda.
"Made me wait for your reply about whether you would model for me, ignored my e-mails."
Lightly tracing his fingers down her spine made her arch her back.
"You wanted to make me beg."
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As she stared at him, her mind began reeling as she tried to work out the right answer, what did he want her to say?
"I bet you're used to men begging."
When his fingers reached the small of her back, they lingered there.
"No doubt you could have any man that you want, yet here you are taking your clothes off in front of a total stranger."
Though he paused, presumably to give her the opportunity to explain her actions, she remained silent as she tilted her hips backwards in the hope that his fingers would continue on their journey.
Leaning in closer to her, his apparent stern attitude slipped briefly as he scanned the length of her body, taking in her smooth brown skin before taking the kiss that they both wanted so badly.
It was enough to make Amanda's knees buckle as she melted into the kiss, briefly straining against the shackles before he caught her around the waist, holding her up as put all his effort into leaving her lips bruised.
It was several minutes before they reluctantly pulled away from each other, needing air and some respite from the relentless heat that had taken over their bodies. Benjamin achieved this by slowly unbuttoning his shirt in her line of vision, making her moan as he revealed the smooth expanse of toned torso beneath before letting the shirt drop to the floor.
"Ahh ... please..."
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"Now you're begging?" he taunted, shaking his head and tutting as he pushed her hair out of her face.
"Is that what you want? Do you want me to beg?"
Despite how she was feeling, her voice was calm—made sultry by her aroused state—and she surprised herself with the tone.
"No," he said sincerely, looking into her eyes as she stroked her bum. "I don't want you to beg."
"Then what do you want?"
"Are you getting impatient, Amanda? Is that your wilful side finally showing?"
"Wilful?"
Though she remained calm, she wanted to scream. She wanted him, and the thought that he may just be messing about was killing her.
"Yep, I think you're capable of being a wayward young woman, aren't you?"
The only reply he got was a confused expression.
"Well, it stands to reason," he explained. "You're here naked with a man you've just met. Do you act like that with all men?"
Was it all a test? Did he just need to know how loyal she could be? She was prepared to give him whatever he wanted but she obviously hadn't made it clear.
"No, no, of course I don't!"
He silently considered her for a moment. "So, you're just bad with me?"
The smile on his face remained a knowing one even though she didn't reply.
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"You didn't really take much convincing. You let me photograph you, kiss you and touch you, and all after having had me wait."
As she stood there thinking about his words, her arms aching, her lips twitched with a smile as she considered how out of character she was at that moment. Having only imagined a few artistically erotic nude shots, she never anticipated being tied up in the studio of a man who she desperately hoped would throw her down and fuck her.
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing, nothing."
The smile quickly dropped from her face, not wanting him to think that she was laughing at him.
From the look on his face, he didn't seem convinced and they silently gazed at each other for a short time, Benjamin breaking the deadlock by firmly stroking his hand over the curve of her bottom, watching its path as it travelled down the lust-inducing cheek.
"You need to be punished, sweet one," he finally said, looking up to hold her in an intense stare.
The timbre of his voice did nothing to clarify what he meant, whether he was joking or what punishment was intended if he wasn't.
She didn't remain curious for long.
The crack of palm against skin reverberated around the room and, in fact, she heard it before she felt it. There was a delay before the heat from the slap radiated outwards across the fleshy part of her butt cheeks.
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She was stunned. Not so much by the fact that he had spanked her, but by the fact that she wasn't outraged by it.
She had never been hit by a man before and as the warm sting subsided, her pussy threatened to produce a deluge and she couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with her.
Having moved behind her to deliver the blow, Benjamin returned to his position next to her and looked deep into her eyes, distinctly flustered despite the minor exertion.
"You know you deserved that, don't you?"
"Yes."
Her dry throat was barely able to produce a whisper.
"I didn't catch that."
Staring back at him, the glint in his eye was evident despite the relatively dim light of the part of the room that they were in. That look was more than enough to make her find her voice.
"Yes," Amanda replied, more boldly this time which had the effect of making him lean forward.
He didn't kiss her as she expected, but merely brushed his lips across hers, keeping his eyes closed as if truly experiencing the taste of her mouth as he tilted her face up with his fingers on her chin.
"Good girl," he whispered, his voice hoarse with lust.
The second slap felt even better. The speed with which it was delivered made it unexpected and she gasped as his hot hand heated the skin of her left butt cheek before doing the same with the right.
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An amazing taut, tingly feeling took over her whole body despite the fact that only her arse was getting any attention.
Benjamin remained silent as his blows came increasingly quickly, the only sound was Amanda's sighs and gasps which immediately followed each sharp spank. As his hand moved downwards, nearing her labia, the intense feeling within her—
the one that made her hard nipples ache and her wet pussy pulsate—heightened and she felt as if she would come any minute.
How was that possible? He wasn't inside her, he wasn't even touching her clit but she still felt full, as if an orgasm would burst from her at any moment.
"Oh, God ... please!"
Parting her legs further, she tilted her pelvis back, offering him a view of the pink slit that was so ready for him.
His hand was stilled and replaced by his clothed crotch pressed against the heated skin of her bottom. As his hands smoothly travelled up her front, fervently seeking her breasts,
his shaft nestled in the cleft of her cheeks.
As his fingers reached her nipples, he passionately kissed her neck, variously sucking, biting and blowing her skin to provide as many different sensations as possible. He teased her ultra-sensitive buds, making her cry out by alternately using feather-light strokes and firm tweaks between thumb and forefinger.
The tip of his tongue traced a line around her neck to her ear as he cupped her breasts, squeezing them as his breath came hot on her skin.
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"Tell me what you want, sweet one," he whispered. "The only way you can get what you want is if you ask."
All she wanted was him—all of him—what else did she need to ask for? She wanted him—needed him—everything he had to give. If she had to ask for everything she wanted from him, they would be there all day.
"Punish me."
The smile that appeared on his face as a result of her reply passed her by because it had disappeared in the few seconds that it took him to get into a position to smother her mouth with his, running his fingers through her hair as they entwined their tongues and tasted each other's mouths.
As he pulled away, she forgot herself and strained at the cuffs, seeking to grab hold of him in order to keep him locked in an embrace. Of course, she couldn't. His departure was agonising; where had he gone? How long would she be there?
Why would he leave the room when she so obviously wanted him?
Though it took him just over a minute to return, to Amanda it seemed as if he had been gone for countless minutes. On his return, he made a beeline for her, not giving her a chance to see the purpose of him leaving the room and she only heard a soft thump as a draft rushed over her body.
The cool touch of the leather paddle trailing slowly down her spine from between her shoulder blades made her start.
"Are you scared, my darling?"
"No," she replied instantly, not needing to think about it.
"Good. You know that you don't need to be afraid of me."
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