Gabe growled and cupped her bottom in his palms. His eyes bored into hers with an intensity that made her pulse race.
“It’s kind of incredible how perfectly matched we are when it comes to sex, kitten. I like taking control, and you like giving it. I like inflicting pain, and you like receiving it. That explains a lot about why we can’t seem to have enough of each other. But you have to promise to tell me if I get too rough for you. I don’t ever want to really harm you.”
“I promise,” she whispered.
Leslie wound her arms around his neck and kissed him. She used her lips, hands, and body to lavish him with love. When Gabe was once again breathing hard, and his heart was pounding beneath her palm, she ground her hips against his.
“Oh please, Gabe. I need you.”
With a growl, he fisted his hand in her hair and took control of the kiss. Her head spun as he devoured her mouth. When he had her panting with need, he broke off the kiss and waited for her eyes to flutter open.
“It’s a good thing that you like it when I take control and you like receiving pain, kitten. Up to now, I’ve gone easy on you because you’re still new to all this. But from now on, there’ll be no more holding back. If I get too rough, speak up, because I don’t want to actually hurt you. There’s a huge difference between inflicting a bit of pain to enhance your pleasure and causing actual harm. You must let me know if I ever cross that line. But otherwise, I’ll simply take what I want. Do you think you can handle that?”
Leslie shivered with arousal. Her throat was too clogged to speak, so she merely nodded.
Gabe released a feral growl and swung his legs over the foot of the bed. He set her on her feet and bent to retrieve her torn chemise.
“Turn around,” he ordered brusquely.
Leslie turned her back to him. Her pulse was racing, and she couldn’t wait to see what he would do. Gabe pulled her arms behind her and used the chemise to bind her wrists at the small of her back. He turned her back around to face him and met her startled gaze. He cupped her jaw in his hand and ran a thumb over her bottom lip. The fact that it was swollen and plump from his kisses further inflamed his desire.
“Remember, kitten, you have to tell me if I ever get too rough or hurt you. Promise?” When she merely nodded, he swatted her smartly on the bottom. At her surprised yelp, he growled. “Answer me, kitten. Do you promise to tell me if I get too rough?”
“I promise,” she said with another nod.
Gabe’s eyes flared with heat. He pressed down on her shoulder.
“On your knees. Now.”
Leslie dropped to her knees before him. He lifted her chin and held her gaze as he unbuttoned his britches and freed his cock.
“Open your mouth, kitten.”
His deep, commanding tone made her shiver. She let her lips relax and drop open. He gripped the base of his shaft and painted her lips with the fluid weeping from the tip of his cock. Then, he met her gaze once more.
“Take me into your mouth and don’t stop until you’ve sucked me deep down that tight little throat of yours.”
Leslie bent her head and drew him into her mouth with a soft moan of pleasure. He tasted divine. His musky fluid coated her tongue, and her saliva flowed freely as she eagerly sucked him deeper. Gabe gripped the back of her head, fisting his hand in her hair with a groan.
She felt his eyes on her as she made love to his cock with her mouth. She used her tongue to trace the throbbing vein along the solid length and caress the sensitive spot beneath the tip that he had told her about. She didn’t gag as much as she had the night before. She continued sucking him steadily deeper, until his crinkly hairs tickled her nose with every bobbing motion of her head.
“Good girl. Now, show me whether you were paying attention when I taught you how to please me. Suck me off, kitten, just the way I like it.”
Leslie enthusiastically settled to the task. She recalled every detail of the instructions he had given her previously, and she employed the techniques he had taught her. Gabe delighted in her efforts. He varied the angles, sometimes pulling out until just the tip of his cock was between her plump lips so that she could worship the head. Sometimes, he thrust deep, groaning as she used her tongue to massage his length. After letting her pleasure him for several minutes, he pulled out completely and grinned down at her.
“I can see that you were paying attention, kitten.”
Leslie flushed with pleasure. He stroked her cheek and then pressed her face to his groin.
“Use that pretty pink tongue to lick my balls, kitten.” When she eagerly complied, he hissed in a breath and released it as a groan. “Yeah, just like that. Now, here’s something new for you. Suck my balls into your mouth and caress them with your tongue.”
Gabe let his head fall back on his shoulders, and he moaned. Her tongue was like heated velvet, as she rolled his balls in her mouth and suckled them gently. He enjoyed it for as long as he could stand before pulling back and thrusting into her willing mouth once more. He gripped her head and tunneled in and out, making no effort to be gentle this time. It thrilled him that Leslie showed no signs of being distressed by his roughness.
“Damn,” he gasped. Sweat trickled down his back, and he was trembling from the effort of staving off his climax. “Your mouth is so fucking perfect, baby.”
Leslie was elated by his praise, and she worked even harder to please him. Her chin was wet with drool, and her jaw ached from being stretched around him, but she didn’t care. His gasps and groans were sweet music to her ears. She could feel her juices dribbling down her inner thighs, and she moaned with delight.
The vibrations of her moan sent shockwaves into Gabe’s balls, and he could barely keep from coming. With a growl, he pulled out of her mouth and stood over her, struggling to slow his breathing.
“Why are you stopping?” she asked softly. “Did I do something wrong?”
He managed a dimpled grin despite his panting breaths. “Hell no, kitten. Your sweet mouth is like paradise, but I don’t want to come in your mouth right now.”
“Why not?”
He tapped the end of her nose, and his grin deepened. “Because I have other plans for you.”
He grasped her arms and hauled her to her feet. His lips crashed onto hers, and he kissed her with voracious hunger. He gave a possessive growl when he tasted his own musky flavor on her tongue. He released her lips and lifted her onto her knees at the foot of the bed. He pressed her chest down onto the mattress and pulled her knees wide apart.
Leslie turned her head and watched his face as he stared at her exposed flesh. He could see everything, and she tingled with anticipation. She was shocked when he smacked her hard on the bottom.
“Ouch! Gabe! What was that for?”
He met her eye and flashed a sinfully sexy grin. “That was just for fun, kitten. Now be quiet while I spank this perfect round ass because it pleases me to do so.”
He proceeded to spank her with obvious relish. The swats weren’t hard, at first, more teasing and tantalizing. They were just firm enough to build a nice, warm throbbing in her bottom. Leslie couldn’t believe how incredibly aroused she was becoming. The more he spanked her, the wetter she got. Several times, he chuckled when he heard her needy moans and sobs.
“Your ass is absolutely gorgeous, kitten. So round and smooth. It was made to be spanked.”
“Oh please, Gabe. Please let me come. Please.”
He met her pleading gaze and grinned. “Ah, kitten. I do love hearing you beg. But you don’t get to come yet.”
“Why?” she cried, thrusting her bottom lip out.
He landed a much sharper slap on each side of her bottom. At her startled yelp, he chuckled. “First of all, because I’m in charge, not you. Secondly, I enjoy making you so desperate that you beg for relief. And third, you don’t get to come until my cock is pounding into your sweet pussy. Now, be a good girl and be patient. I’m having too much fun spanking you to stop anytime soon.”
; She whimpered, but then she sighed and slumped in reluctant acceptance. She had drawn her knees together, but when he nudged them with his hand, she slid them apart once again.
“That’s it, kitten. Good girl. Spread your legs wide open and present your pussy for me. Show me every pretty pink fold.”
She arched her back and spread her knees wider apart to give him an unhindered view. She loved when he ordered her to display her body for him. It emphasized his control over her body and his right to enjoy her flesh, but also underscored his need to do so. Fulfilling his need thrilled her and made her feel incredibly desirable.
Gabe resumed spanking her, gradually increasing the intensity of the smacks. He peppered her entire bottom and her upper thighs until they were dark red, throbbing, and burning like fire.
He knelt and blew cool air over her slick flesh. She shivered. When he gave her a thorough lick, she moaned. He took his time, teasing and tormenting her. He probed her with his fingers while he nipped along her opening. He squeezed her clit and scraped it with his teeth.
Leslie shuddered and moaned. Her thighs were trembling with need. He curled his fingers deep inside her, rubbing against the sensitive bundle of nerves on her inner wall as he suckled her clit into his hot mouth. Leslie cried out sharply, but just when she was on the verge of coming, he withdrew. He blew cool air over her quivering flesh again as she released a desperate, whimpering sob.
He kept up his naughty play for what seemed like an eternity, driving her wild with his words as well as his talented mouth and hands. He repeatedly brought her close to the peak, only to withdraw. When she was reduced to a quivering bundle of mindless need, he finally rose to his feet and gripped her hips. He ran his palms over both sides of her bottom, and Leslie moaned.
“Please fuck me, Gabe. Please! I’ll die if you don’t.”
Gabe laughed softly. “Now, how am I supposed to resist when you beg so sweetly, kitten?”
He lined up his cock and thrust to the root with one swift stroke. He anchored her in place and fucked her hard and fast and deep. Leslie could barely cope with the pleasure. She pressed her forehead into the bed and held her breath, trying desperately to keep from climaxing.
Gabe reached around to squeeze her clit, and his breath was hot against her ear. “You’ve been such a good girl. Come for me now, kitten,” he demanded.
He plunged deep, squeezed her clit and bit the curve of her neck where it met her shoulder. Leslie soared with a scream. Her inner muscles clamped onto his shaft and milked him in rippling waves. Gabe clenched his teeth to keep from going with her. She twitched in his arms, moaning and panting as she drifted through the ether.
He straightened and caressed her back, running his fingers through her sweat as he traced her spine. She shivered, and he grinned. She was beautiful. She was magnificent. And she was all his.
He waited until her muscles began to relax around his cock. Then, he gripped her bound wrists and plowed into her with renewed vigor. Her guttural moans spurred him on. He drove into her so hard that his balls slapped her clit with every thrust.
With a possessive growl, he reached around to cup her breasts in his palms. He kneaded them, still plumbing her depths to a relentless rhythm. He rode her until his strength was almost gone, then he squeezed both of her nipples hard enough to make her scream.
“Let go,” he gritted out. “Come for me again, kitten.”
Leslie saw stars behind her eyelids as she obeyed and surrendered to the onslaught of pleasure. She felt flooded with heat from his seed, and she shivered. Gabe was curled over her back, his heaving chest a pleasant weight on top of her.
He finally withdrew, and she felt their combined fluids trickle down her inner thighs. Gabe untied her wrists and massaged her arms. When he was satisfied that she was okay, he collapsed onto the bed, pulled her into his arms, and spooned his body around hers. He kissed her temple, and they both fell asleep.
Chapter 11
A short while later, Gabe woke Leslie with soft kisses beneath her ear. She moaned and squeezed her eyes shut. He chuckled softly and caressed her hip. “As much as I would love to stay here in bed with you, we still have a lot of work to do today, kitten.”
She cracked one eye open and flashed him a sexy pout. “You’re a slave driver, Gabe Faulkner.”
He laughed and nipped her shoulder. “Guess that would make you my slave, hmm? I kind of like that idea.” Seeing her wary expression, he laughed harder and swatted her bottom playfully. “We really do have to get back to work. I haven’t even unhitched the horses. The poor beasts are standing out in the hot sun wondering what the hell happened.”
Leslie stretched with a throaty moan. She noticed that she had Gabe’s full attention as she did so, and she turned to face him with a smile.
“I was kind of wondering what happened, too. You’ve never been quite so bossy and demanding before.” She met his eye and grinned. “I have to say I loved it.”
Gabe growled and pulled both of her hands over her head. He kissed her while his free hand roamed over her curves.
“That’s good, because that’s my true nature, kitten. I plan on being a lot bossier and demanding from now on.”
Leslie writhed in his arms, nibbling her bottom lip as she grinned up at him. “Really? Is there anything you’d like to demand of me now?” She arched her back and thrust her breasts up toward him.
He eyed her ripe curves and groaned. “You little vixen. Are you trying to tempt me again by flashing those sweet tits in my face?
She giggled, making them quiver temptingly. “Yes. Is it working?”
He gave her nipple a sharp tug with his teeth and laughed when she squealed. “Get dressed, you little temptress.”
He gave her bottom a sharp swat and chuckled when she scrambled to get up. Leslie flashed him a playful pout, which only made him laugh harder. He rose onto one elbow to watch her. She rubbed a hand over her stinging buttock and bent to retrieve her drawers. But when she would have donned them, Gabe shook his head and grinned at her.
“No underwear, kitten. Just the dress.”
“But, Gabe—”
“Just the dress,” he said.
Leslie felt her cheeks flood with color. His dimples were cutting deep grooves in his cheeks, and when she hesitated, he raised a challenging brow. With a roll of her eyes and a sigh, she stepped into the dress and shimmied it up over her hips. She noticed that Gabe was watching every move she made.
“One minute, you’re scolding me for being a temptress, and the next, you won’t let me wear any underwear,” she grumbled.
Gabe merely chuckled. She slid her arms into the sleeves and began fastening the buttons on the bodice. Gabe’s grin widened as he watched her.
“I think that will be the new rule for now,” he said softly, his eyes glued to her breasts as they slowly disappeared from view. “Unless we’re expecting company or going into town, you’re not allowed to wear anything under your dresses. I want easy access to everything that’s mine, and I’m afraid I might rip all of your underwear to shreds in my impatience to have you.”
Leslie gave a missish humph. His arrogant decree didn’t bother her in the least, but she preferred to give the appearance of rebelling, since it seemed to bring out his dominant side even more. The top third of the buttons were still unfastened when Gabe held up a hand to halt her.
“That’s perfect. Leave it just like that,” he said with a wolfish grin.
Leslie glanced down and blushed hotly. The bodice was snug enough that it pushed her breasts together to form a deep shadowed valley in between. She had only fastened enough buttons to come about two thirds over the swells. The upper curves of her breasts and quite a bit of cleavage were revealed, and she could clearly see her hardened nipples straining against the soft cotton.
“Gabe! I can’t go around like this. It’s indecent.”
Gabe sat up on the side of the bed and pulled her in between his knees. He folded the open halves of her bodice more
fully open, exposing even more of her bosom, then he grinned at the result.
“You can, and you will, kitten. And unless you want your spanking to be even worse, you’d better stop arguing about it.”
Leslie’s pulse raced, and she looked at him with wide eyes. “What spanking?”
Gabe raised one eyebrow and held her gaze with a stern expression. “You called me a jackass, earlier, as well as using a number of other curse words. If you remember, I warned you that the next time you did that, you were going to get a spanking. I don’t make idle threats, kitten.”
Leslie’s heart pounded even faster in her chest. “But, Gabe, you’ve already given me two spankings today. I don’t think I could stand another one. My bottom is already very sore.”
“You should have thought of that before you called me a jackass, kitten. Whenever you misbehave, you will be punished. If you don’t want multiple spankings on the same day, you’d better behave yourself. Understand.”
Leslie blushed. “But it’s not fair to spank me for something I said when we were fighting. We both said some things we didn’t mean.” Her frown deepened, and she looked at him suspiciously. “You’re just using this as an excuse, Gabe. You admitted that you had fantasized about spanking me. I think you intend to spank me, no matter what I do.”
Gabe chuckled and trailed hot, open mouthed kisses over the upper curves of her breasts. “You’re a smart girl, kitten. Like I said, your sassy little ass was made to be spanked, and I intend to spank it often. Luckily, most of the spankings I give you will be for pleasure. Although they may burn and hurt for a little while, they are intended to arouse, and ultimately, they enhance both your pleasure and mine. However, when you misbehave, as you did today, I will spank you for punishment. Those spankings are not for pleasure, but instead are meant to teach you a lesson.”
“But Gabe, I don’t think—”
Gabe placed a finger over her lips to cut her off. His eyes met hers, and he smiled at her gently. “I’m a fair man, kitten. I won’t punish you for no reason. The spanking I gave you this morning wasn’t for punishment. We both know that it didn’t really hurt you. You were actually aroused by it, weren’t you, kitten?”
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