Chapter 45: Chapter: 45

ANDREA

“You would do well to remember my orders.” He growled and then lightly bit my ear, he never stopped playing my body.

“You don't argue with me, do you understand?” I nodded frantically, wanting him to move his fingers inside me. Instead, he continued to squeeze, roll, and pinch my nipple leisurely with his other hand, and yet still refused to move the fingers inside my sex.

He only growls. “Words.”

“Yes.” I panted

“Yes, what?” He slowly dragged his fingers out, then drove them back inside. I moaned, trembling.

“Yes, I understand,” I whispered hoarsely, hating him but wanting the pleasure he gives.

“Good girl.”

I sigh with pleasure when he begins to finger fuck me. Driving his fingers deep and hard every time, my toes curled, I panted, opening my legs wide and bucking my hips. I was already so wet from our earlier kisses.

Nick pulled his hands free, and I whimpered, wanting them to continue pleasuring me. This only made him chuckle darkly.

“Don't worry, Andrea, I will make you come so fucking hard you will see stars, but only if you behave. First, I want to play with you a little.” I pressed my thighs together, frustrated. I was almost there, but he'd stop before I could come.

Nick quickly rinsed us both and dried us with a big towel. He picked me up as if I weighed no more than a feather and walked out of the bathroom with me in his hands.

He stopped right in front of the bed, then palmed my ass with both his hands before he slowly placed me in the middle of his big four-poster bed. I was trembling, anticipation made my stomach flutter and ache a little.

I lay sprawled naked on his bed, my hair and body damp, while he stood at the foot of the bed, watching me. I tried to cover my body with one hand south and the other over my naked breasts.

“Don't,” Nick growled, his eyes so dark, his corded muscles tight and bulging, his thick cock hard and long. I haven't seen many cocks in my life. I've only seen one other cock up close and personal, and I've also accidentally seen pictures, and they don't measure up.

“You are mine, Andrea, you don't hide your body from me. Your body and emotions belong to me. I won't let you hide from me. I want everything you have to give. Need it.” Like hell I won't. I agree that my body might be his for a limited time, but my emotions are mine alone.

He strolled around to the bedside drawers, tall and proud of all of him, as if he were a model on the runway, only he's taller and broader than any model I've ever seen. Nick's not burly, not at all.

But he's so manly he gave the word a new meaning, his cock was hard, it pointed to the sky, toward his stomach, bobbing and pulsing, the mushroom head red. My throat dried up. I'm still so shocked that I had taken that long, hard baton inside me. And shockingly, I want more.

Nick opened a drawer and took out something metallic and shiny. I didn't get a good look. Then he came back and stood exactly where he was before.

“What…?” I started, only to widen my eyes, my mouth dried up, when he pulled my hips to the edge of the bed. Then flip me over, he knelt on his knees on the bed behind me.

“What are you doing?”

“Silence.”

The painful smack of his hand on my ass silences me. He began to massage my ass with both hands, palming and squeezing, until I was a moaning mess of goo, panting with lust. This is mortifying. I didn't want any of this, but I can't deny that it's amazing.

Then, unexpectedly, Nick pushed something cold and rounded into me. I startled and tried to scramble away, but he used his other hand on my lower back and pinned me down, my ass was in the air, my head on the bed, and Nick was there watching the object he'd inserted into me.

My cheeks flamed with indignation; I was mortified beyond belief. “What the hell are you doing?”

He spanked my ass hard. “I already told you, playing and administering your punishment.” He smoothed his rough hand over me, from my neck down my back and ass.

“No, I didn't sign up for this.” I tried again to get away, but his hand was like a fucking vise.

“Hell yes you did. You can stop trying to run and take your punishment with grace, or you could continue, and it would hurt.” His voice was hard as he said this. The object he's inserted inside me has warmed up.

I didn't listen and didn't want to. I'm not a child; nobody is allowed to spank me, no one. I was struggling to escape when he spanked me again. I hiss, it fucking hurts.

“Stop fucking moving, and it would be over soon,” Nick growled, but I didn't stop.

He continues spanking me, each one harder than the last. I didn't cry, but I was moaning in pain and something, something I couldn't identify with each strike. I kept cursing and swearing at him and trying to escape, which only made him spank me harder.

“I like that you think you can fight this or me, but I'm not sorry I would make a liar out of you, Vixen.” He delivered another blow and rubbed the sting away, only to replace it with another.

My ass was on fire, and I could feel something strange happening. I'd unknowingly started pushing my ass up for his blows.

“Stop this right fucking now, I didn't…”

“Fuck, look how fucking wet you are, Vixen, you love my hand on you, see how your juices are dripping down your thighs.”

I was going to deny it, but I could feel it. I'm so wet, it shamed me. His large hand fell on my ass hard, and at the same time, I felt a vibration deep inside me.

“Oh, God, Nick!” I shattered and cried out as I came. My legs shook for what felt like eternity. Nick was still crouching behind me, rubbing my stinging ass. He opened my legs wide and pulled out the silver vibrator, then he flipped me over again. I fell back on the bed.

Embarrassed and still so turned on, Nick opened my legs, watching how wet my pussy was from his spanking, because deep inside I knew even without the vibrator I would have probably cum.

“Fuck!” He cursed when he saw how wet I was. I tried to close up my legs.

“Don't, ” he commands, then he reaches out to spread my pussy lips with his hands just for his perusal, just staring. I could feel more wetness trickle out of me, from his eyes alone. I was so hot, I squirmed.