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He studied her with obvious approval and pressed her thighs apart with his palms, spreading her wide. “That’s better.”

As his gaze took her in, he shrugged out of his suit jacket and threw it on top of her skirt. He loosened his tie, took it off, and it ended up on top of his jacket. He undid the first couple of buttons on his shirt, just enough to tease her with a glimpse of his golden skin and his muscles bulging beneath his shirt.

“I want you naked too, John.” Her pussy was growing wetter beneath his scrutiny.

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He shook his head. “Only when you’ve earned the right. I
am
going to have to punish you.”

She looked at him in surprise.

John gave her a wicked look. “For fucking a total stranger.”

Elsie opened her mouth to respond, but words failed her once again, this time as he went down on her. He buried his face against her pussy, running his tongue from the sensitive spot between her anus and her clit. Without realizing what she was doing, she buried her hands in his soft hair and held onto him as he licked and sucked her folds and her clit. He shoved fingers from one hand into her core and began ramming his knuckles against her folds as he had earlier.

And then to her shock, he slipped a finger from his other hand into her anus.

She gasped and arched her hips as he pounded inside her pussy and anus while licking her clit. Her whole body was on fire and she writhed beneath his welcome assault.

John raised his face from her folds long enough to say, “Pinch your nipples, and I want you to pinch them
hard
.”

He watched as she did as he instructed and cried out as he began licking her clit and pounding inside her from both directions.

Moans spilled from her throat as she pinched her nipples and watched him between her thighs. Fireballs ignited from the sparks in her belly and she could feel the heat at every nerve ending in her body.

“John.” She couldn’t stop moving as he mastered her body. A climax was building up so fast in her body she was afraid she would explode from it. “I’m going to come.

Please let me come.”

“No, sweetheart.” He raised his head and she wanted to cry because he wasn’t licking her clit. “You’re an experienced sub. You know how to control your orgasms.”

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Elsie thought she was going to scream. Yeah, she’d become good at holding back her orgasm until her Dom gave her permission to come, but she didn’t remember being this on fire, having this same need ever before. Maybe it was the situation, that she didn’t even know John. Maybe it was the way he took command of her body. Whatever it was, he had her writhing and ready to climax at any moment.

She pinched her nipples even harder, the pain both a distraction and an addition to the torture he was inflicting on her.

“Put your palms on the carpet, Elsie.” He raised his head again. “And don’t move.”

Don’t move? Is he insane?

Her entire body trembled with the need to come as she placed her hands down on the carpeting. She bit her lower lip and struggled not to move as he continued pounding his fingers in and out of her anus and her pussy while licking her clit. Tears formed at the backs of her eyes, the need to climax was so powerful.

John stopped and withdrew his finger from her ass and his others from her pussy before pushing himself to his feet. She shuddered from the loss of contact and from relief that she didn’t have to fight off her orgasm. As he unfastened his belt and pulled it from its loops, the firestorm in her belly intensified. Was he going to fuck her now? Or punish her?

“On your knees, Elsie,” he said, holding the belt in his hands.

She eased up so that she was on her knees in front of him, her heart pounding like crazy. He walked behind her and she tensed, a tremor running up and down her spine, waiting for the spanking she was certain was coming. Instead he brought her arms behind her back, wrapped the belt around her wrists and fastened it. She tugged at the restraint, but he had her bound tightly.

He moved so that he was standing inches from her face. He unzipped his pants and released his long, thick cock.

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John felt like his erection was bigger, harder, and ached more than it ever had before. Something about this woman drew out the beast in him. He had the primitive urge to throw her down and fuck her until she screamed loud enough for the security guard ten flights down to hear.

He grasped Elsie’s wild red mane in one fist and brought her lips close to his cock.

She moaned as she swirled her tongue around the head of his erection and he couldn’t hold back a groan. He nudged her closer and she slid her mouth over his. “That’s it, sweetheart,” he managed to get out. “Take me deep.”

Jesus, but her mouth felt so hot and wet. She made little whimpering sounds of pleasure as she applied suction then licked the circumference of his cock. He clenched his fist tighter in her hair and began thrusting in and out, fucking her mouth but taking care not to go too far.

He looked down to see the bound woman looking up at him with her hazel eyes, the color having shifted to look almost blue. The pain in his cock only increased as he watched his erection slide between her lips.

Goddamn, but he was getting close to climaxing, and that was something he couldn’t do. He was the Dom, he was in control, and he wasn’t about to let her see him lose it.

When he took all that he could of the velvet wetness of her mouth, he drew his cock out and tried to catch his breath and keep his body shaking from need without looking like that was what he was doing.

Maintain, Bennett. Keep your cool.

She looked so beautiful with her hands bound behind her back, only wearing garters, stockings and heels, her face tilted up, her lips parted and her hazel eyes dark with desire.

He couldn’t take much more before he had to be inside her, had to fuck her with everything he had. But first things first.

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“Kneel on that chair, Elsie.” He gestured to the one she’d been sitting in, what was it, minutes, hours ago? “Facing away from me and leaning over the back of it.” Her eyes widened as he scooped up her red and black suede flogger he’d discarded earlier. “It’s time for your punishment.”

Elsie still couldn’t believe he was going to punish her for having sex with a stranger, when
he
was the stranger! But at the same time she anticipated the sting of her flogger, the slow burn that would eventually take her to heaven.

And she had no doubt that he knew that’s what she wanted.

John took her by the arm and helped her stand. She got to her feet as gracefully as she could with her wrists bound behind her back and she moved to the chair. He assisted her as she climbed onto the seat and knelt so that she was half hanging over the back of the chair. The smooth wood was cool but hard beneath her belly.

Shivers wracked her body as she felt the soft touch of the flogger at her nape before he trailed it over the curve of one of her shoulders, then the other. He lightly brushed her spine with the suede straps, lulling her into relaxing, even though she knew what was coming soon.

His slow movements continued as he seemed to caress every curve of her body. He reached her ass and lightly swatted her, just teasing, sensual slaps of the leather over her ass. She bit her lower lip in anticipation of that first hard slap of the flogger.

“You have such a fine ass.” He moved the flogger back and forth over her skin in a movement that increased her desire to reach climax. “You’ve been fucked in the ass before, haven’t you, Elsie.” It was a statement.

“Yes,” Elsie admitted with no problem. She enjoyed the different sensations of fullness.

He moved the flogger lower so that he was caressing her thighs. “Have you ever been fucked by more than one man at a time?”

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She shook her head, her long hair whispering across her bare shoulders. “No.”

“But you’ve fantasized about it.” Again, a statement.

Elsie hesitated and he paused in his movements with the flogger. “Yes.” The word came out in a hoarse whisper. “I’ve been curious what it would be like.”

The flogger reached the backs of her knees and she found herself trembling.

“Would you like me to arrange for your fantasy to come true, Elsie?”

Her breath caught in her throat. Did she? It was something she’d imagined more than once—what would it feel like to have two men inside her at the same time?

“Answer me, Elsie,” he said as he moved the flogger back up to her ass. “Do you want to be fucked by me and another man? I want to hear you say it.”

She swallowed. “Yes,” she managed to get out. “I want to be fucked by two men at the same time.”

“We’ll see,” he said before the first lash fell across her ass and she screamed.

Sparks of heat erupted from the pain of the first lash. The heat traveled like a wildfire through her body, racing to the roots of her hair. Even her ears tingled.

And it almost made her climax at the same time.

Shit,
he’d struck her harder than she’d expected. Tears stung the backs of her eyes as she waited for the slow burn of pleasure that rolled over her in the next wave as he rubbed her ass with his palm. His touch made it hurt more, yet soothed her at the same time.

“You’ve misbehaved, Elsie.” John leaned over her back and she felt his rough clothing against her bound wrists and her soft skin. “You shouldn’t be naked in the office of the man you were interviewing with, about to let him fuck you.” She shivered as he pushed her thick hair over one of her shoulders and kissed her nape. “Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”

She nodded and moaned at the same time from the featherlight movements his lips made over her neck.

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“Answer me, Elsie.” He palmed one of her breasts and kissed a path down her spine.

“Yes.” Her pussy grew wetter with every touch, every movement he made. “I shouldn’t be here.”

“But you want it, don’t you, Elsie.” A statement again.

Her whole body vibrated with the need to come. With the need to have him inside her. “God,
yes
.”

He gave a soft laugh that tingled along her spine. “You definitely deserve your punishment. Don’t you think?”

“Yes.” She squirmed and tugged her wrists against her bonds as his lips skimmed the place he had struck on her ass. “I need you to fuck me, John. Please.”

“Uh-uh.” He darted out his tongue and licked her still stinging skin. “That’s not the way it works.”

He drew away and before she even had time to tense in anticipation, he snapped the flogger against the other side of her ass. She cried out again, heat flowing through her body and her pussy growing wetter. It was all she could do to hold back her climax as pleasure followed pain.

Again he stroked the spot he had flogged, and again he pressed light kisses against her burning skin. “You should see how beautiful your ass looks when it’s pink from your flogger.” He licked her ass cheek. “Why were you carrying one in your briefcase, Elsie?”

The heat in her body magnified. “I-I picked it up from Terry’s house—my old Dom—and kept forgetting to take it out of my briefcase.”

“Or did you leave it on purpose, I wonder.”

She looked over her shoulder in time to see him move back and raise the flogger.

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John was magnificent. His short, dark-blond hair complimented his high cheekbones, and his broad shoulders and chest looked powerful beneath his dress shirt.

His re-fastened pants hid his cock that she so badly wanted inside of her.

His gaze met hers. “Face away from me, Elsie.”

The tenseness in her body magnified even though she knew she should relax her muscles. It was going to hurt a lot more if she didn’t.

Too late. He snapped the flogger between her ass and her thigh, once on each side in rapid succession. She screamed and moisture flooded her eyes. The burn intensified when he didn’t pause and struck the backs of her thighs, then her ass again, in places he hadn’t flogged her before. Each time it was in a different location.

She perched on the precipice of her orgasm with every stroke, every burn and the resulting sting of pleasure.

When he finally stopped, she sagged in relief. Fire raged through her body. The tenseness coiled in her belly and the ache in her pussy had her so on edge it wouldn’t take much to throw her over.

Elsie heard the rustle of clothing and the sound of something being torn open. Her folds grew wet enough that she felt moisture on the insides of her thighs.

She moaned as he molded his body to hers, his clothing scratchy against her burning skin and his chest pressing her bound hands tighter to her back. He kissed the curve of her neck as he rubbed his erection in her folds.

A shudder of desire wracked her body. She needed his cock inside her so badly she could almost scream.

“What do you want me to do now, Elsie?” he murmured as he dropped kisses down her shoulder.

“Fuck me.” A moan rose up inside her from the contrast of his sweet kisses and her burning flesh. “I need your cock.”

“It’s time for your reward,” he said just before he slammed his cock into her core.

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She cried out at the exquisite feel of having him inside her, stretching her, filling her. Terry had nothing on this man, and she’d thought Terry had been big.

Slowly, John began thrusting in and out of her and she whimpered with every movement he made. She burned from the lashes, burned from need, burned from the way he felt inside her.

“Ever been fucked during an interview before?” he asked as he kept up his maddeningly slow pace.

The thought was incredulous. “Of course not.” The words were a gasp as they came from her throat. “I’ve never even had sex with anyone I’ve worked with.”

John’s thrusts increased and he gave a sound of satisfaction as his balls slapped against her pussy. “Why me, Elsie?”