“Tell me,” he insisted, his voice hard.
Addison sighed and squirmed against him.
Finally, he reached down and touched her where she was dying to feel his blunt calloused fingers. They were as hard as the rest of his body, thrusting mercilessly into her tight, dripping pussy, driving her up onto her toes. Addison cried out in shock, pleasure sizzling through her veins despite the discomfort of his rough entry into her body. She widened her shaking legs to ease some of the fullness. He thrust his fingers in and out of her body causing her to cry out as she leaned helplessly against him, her arms still tied behind her back.
“Daniel!” she yelled.
He caught her as she collapsed against him and dipped his head until his lips were against hers. “You’ll learn to answer me, Addison.”
“What?” she moaned, her head turned away from him, her body twisting against his as she fought him, unsure if she was fighting for or against the powerful orgasm she seemed to be building toward.
“Has anyone ever spanked you before?”
“Shit!” she yelled, throwing her head back when his finger thrust particularly deep. “Yes, yes, it was my first goddamn spanking!”
Taking his fingers out of her body, Daniel slapped her breasts lightly, first her right, then her left in quick succession. “Watch your language, Addison.”
She gasped, jumping against him. She didn’t think she could possibly be any more aroused. She was beyond questioning how she could be so explosively wildly ready to come for a man that was dominating her utterly and completely. At the moment, she was ready to do anything if only she could have the orgasm that hovered just beyond her reach. She was becoming terribly afraid he knew exactly what he was doing to her.
Suddenly he was kneeling on the floor in front of her and then her world was tilting around her. Addison gasped as she was lifted right off the floor perched on top of Daniel’s strong shoulder with his arm looped over her knees. She would have protested and even opened her mouth to do so, but realized right away she was more likely to provoke further punishment that, while causing unexpected and arousing results, was still quite painful.
Addison realized right away that he was carrying her toward the bedroom. Her heart sped up in excitement and hope. Was he going to have sex with her now? Because she so badly wanted him to put out the fire he’d started with all this BDSM mayhem he was throwing at her.
He flipped her easily off his shoulder and onto the bed, where she landed on her ass with a bounce. She barely had enough time to spare a thought over his incredible strength before he flipped over onto her belly. As though she were a doll, he pushed her legs up onto the bed and tugged her waist back until she was kneeling, facing away from him on the end of the bed, with her knees spread wide. He took her neck in one big hand and pushed her head down into the mattress, which brought her ass up. He pushed her still tied hands to the side where they rested against one of her stinging ass cheeks.
“Oh god!” she moaned.
Addison had been in plenty of sexual situations in her life. She enjoyed experimenting and exploring, but she had never in her life felt as vulnerable as she did right now. She wanted to beg Daniel to release her, to let her close her legs and hide from his intense, penetrating lust. But she also felt like she would die if she didn’t find out what he was going to do next.
She should have known.
A shriek ripped from her throat as his heavy hand came down on her upraised ass cheek, making the flesh bounce. Automatically Addison tried to raise up off the bed, but Daniel had her pinned. He hit her several more times until her shrieks turned to moans and her struggles ceased.
“Like it, baby,” he growled.
She was in such sexual heat she couldn’t tell if he was commanding her to enjoy his sexual torment or asking her. Knowing Daniel though, she suspected it was the former.
“Please!” she moaned.
“What do you want?” he asked, his voice savage as he bent to nip her sore ass. She jumped. A vague part of her overloaded brain noted his accent was getting thicker.
She desperately wanted him to penetrate her, but didn’t know how to ask or if she even should. She was rapidly realizing Daniel controlled everything. If she begged him to fuck her, the sadistic asshole would probably walk out on her and leave her high and dry.
He still held her down with one strong hand wrapped around her neck. The other slid over the rounded globes of her reddened ass cheeks, causing her to rock back in discomfort. He ran his fingers through her dripping pussy before pushing three long, thick fingers inside her. Addison cried out at the rough invasion, but rocked back in ecstasy, seeking more of the intense pleasure.
“This what you want, babe?” he growled.
“Oh god, yes!” she cried wildly, trying to push her hips back.
He stopped her from moving by tightening his hand on her neck. She froze. She was so close to exploding around his fingers! She could feel the walls of her pussy clamping down on his callused fingers. If she could just get a little more friction, she could get the rest of the way there on her own. Oh dear god! This guy had massive control issues!
“Widen your legs,” he demanded.
She whimpered, but tried to do as he wanted, wiggling her legs a little wider on the bed. It wasn’t easy. Her mattress was soft and the quilt was plush and fluffy beneath her.
“More,” he demanded. “Move back closer to the edge of the bed.”
Addison really, really wanted to tell him to screw off. She was so used to controlling the bedroom scene and ruling her own orgasms. But she suspected what he was doing to her was way better than anything she had ever experienced before. She did everything he commanded, widening her legs as much as she could and pushing her ass as close to the edge of the bed as she could. The most incredible sensations swamped her, starting in her pussy and flowing out, like tides in an ocean.
“I’ll make it so fucking good Addison, you’ll beg for it. Only I can give you this.”
His words scared her as much as they excited her, because she knew he was probably right. Then all thought fled her brain as he began thrusting his fingers in and out of her body, curving them into her G-spot, massaging it roughly as he penetrated her. She screamed and bucked while he held her down and fucked her from behind with his fingers.
Addison had never felt anything like what Daniel was forcing her to feel. He had primed her body through a combination of pain and pleasure, heightening her every sense except sight, until she had reached a fever pitch. Until she had reached this point, where he knew he could do this to her. Reach the mystical, magical G-spot. Something no one, not even herself, had ever managed to accomplish.
Addison had read enough literature on the subject, but had never been able to accomplish that type of orgasm. Now, in a few skilled strokes, this master manipulator was going to get her there. Addison was terrified, she was excited, she was about to have the most intense orgasm of her life!
“Oh my fucking god!” she screamed.
He thrust his fingers relentlessly, forcing her to take each hit until she was sobbing and begging him to stop, but also to never stop. She was clawing at her body where hands were tied. She pushed her ass back into his thrusts, her entire body taut and vibrating, ready to orgasm. She knew she was on a razor’s edge.
“Beg me for it, Addison,” he growled, leaning over her and speaking close to her ear.
Sobbing, she did as he demanded and begged him to orgasm. Strangely, saying the words brought her closer to the edge. It felt like each muscle in her body shook with unrealized pleasure. She had no idea she could feel this way, wasn’t sure it was normal or if she could even survive. Finally he brought his mouth to her ear and whispered, “Come for me.”
Addison did exactly as he commanded. She came harder than she’d done in her life. She felt liquid squirt from her pussy, gushing over his fingers and her thighs as she came. She yelled until she was hoarse while she came and came. Wave after wave washed over
Addison gasped and somehow managed to find enough strength in her limbs to kneel on the bed again. She heard rustling and then something metal hit the floor. Her heart sped up and felt as though it was about to burst. Daniel Mercer was about to fuck her!
Without hesitation he stepped up to the bed pulled her hips back and thrust. Despite the roughness of his finger fucking it was still a tight fit. Addison gasped and squirmed, but it felt so damn good she yelled her pleasure out loud and pushed herself back onto his cock. As soon as it hit her G-spot it was like an instant orgasmic massage all over again.
“Oooooohhhh!” she moaned and, taking a cue from his earlier demands, widened her legs to intensify the pleasure.
“Fucking good girl, Addison,” he growled down at her, taking her hips in a strong grip. He began fucking her with long, hard thrusts.
Soon Addison was screaming as uncontrollable, multiple orgasms swept over her again. Daniel reached underneath her and ruthlessly pinched her clit, forcing her to take a bite of pain with her orgasms. It was uncomfortable, but it drove her into a whole other level of orgasm. She also suspected he wanted to get her used to the combination of pain with her pleasure. Something she wasn’t entirely sure she was ready for.
Finally after she began to wonder how long he he could possibly fuck her for and how long she could possibly orgasm for without collapsing into a mindless heap, she felt him pumping into her with more intensity. His grip on her hips became almost painful until he stiffened over her and with a grunt, seated himself deep into her body and came.
This time he let her collapse into the bedding. Which was good, because he could go ahead and spank her this time, she thought belligerently, she wasn’t getting up for anything. He pulled out of her, leaving a trail of cooling semen across her heated ass. He lifted her up onto the bed and settled her into the pillows and bedding.
Addison felt a pang of disappointment when he didn’t immediately join her. Her sharp ears picked up the sound of of him putting on his jeans and moving into the kitchen to pick up his T-shirt. He ran a glass of water and drank it and then brought one for her. Feeling vulnerable, she pulled a blanket over her nudity and reached for the glass, drinking greedily.
She could feel his eyes on her. She could sense the sexual heat of his gaze as they traced over her face while she drank and blushed. She almost laughed at herself. That she could blush after what they did. She felt awkward though. Daniel made her feel awkward. He wasn’t a normal person. He was damaged somehow and he’d decided to make her his plaything. She didn’t like it. She didn’t like that she didn’t know the rules.
She handed him back the glass, turned toward him and said, “What now?”
CHAPTER TEN
“Addison,” he said, her name a quiet warning.
That one word told her everything. They weren’t going to be working on any relationship goals. And though she knew from the moment she met Daniel Mercer that she was’t dealing with a normal man, her heart sank. She also knew he could read her like an open book. The stillness in the room told her he was watching her every expression, like a predator ready to pounce. He could see the emotional turmoil he was inflicting.
Addison wiggled her body up the bed until she was sitting and pulled the blanket over her chest. She didn’t want to feel vulnerable around Daniel. She could sense his eyes on her. She knew he was about to give her his stupid, garbage line about not doing relationships. Her mind latched onto a new problem instead.
“We didn’t use any protection,” she said. “We should’ve at least used a condom.”
He barely paused.
“We’re both clean and you’re on the pill,” he said dismissively.
Addison frowned down at the bedding. “How can you possibly know that?”
“I have your doctor’s report.”
Addison was shocked. Her jaw dropped open and she tried to speak, but couldn’t for a moment. The casual, almost nonchalant invasion of her privacy was too much. Fury flooded through her, erasing all the warm, soft feelings she had previously enjoyed. The knowledge shouldn't have shocked her after his disclosure of the evening before, but after the intimacy they’d just shared, she needed to latch on to something.
“You bastard!” she snarled. “You have no right to go snooping through my private, intimate records. What’s wrong with you? Tell me, exactly how do my medical records and vaginal health pertain to Tyson King’s security?”
Addison was so angry she would have hit him if she could have seen where he was standing. She balled her fists into the fabric of the bedding instead and curled her legs underneath her, as though preparing herself to launch at him the moment she figured out where he was.
“Watch yourself, Addison,” Daniel said, warning. “You know I pulled those records for me, not King.”
“This is bullshit! Normal guys take a girl out a few times and then ask them if they’re on birth control,” she shouted, “not steal their doctor’s records. You make me sick!”
She felt the chill in the air and knew she should have probably heeded his warning, right before he came down on top of her like a tank, crushing her into the mattress. His hand swiftly cut off her scream of surprise. He yanked her quilt off of her body, exposing her naked flesh to him once more. He shoved his hips between her legs, forcing them wide and using the rough fabric of his denim against her raw pussy.
Addison arched her neck back and cried out into his hand. She squirmed underneath him, but he brought her body swiftly under his control, sweeping his free hand over her curves, igniting the fire that was still close to the surface. Soon she was writhing against him and her screams of anger were cries of ecstasy.
He brought his head down and bit her shoulder, just hard enough to mark the flesh. “Do I make you sick, Addison?”
She shook her head frantically.
“Want me to fuck you again?”
She nodded against the hand that was still pressed to her lips.
He took his hand away and spoke just above her, “Then show me. Kiss me.”
Addison reached up eagerly, took his bearded cheeks in her palms and touched his face for the first time, letting her sensitive fingers slide along his strong jaw. She marvelled at the chiseled bone structure and wondered briefly how he wasn’t constantly surrounded by admiring women with his incredible body and masculine face.
Probably because he’s such a homicidal asshole, she thought, arching up to press her lips tentatively against his.
The incredible chemistry that drove them flared immediately to life, sparking between them. Addison explored his lips for as long as he let her and then urged him to open his mouth and sank into the depths. She realized if they hadn’t just had sex earlier, he probably wouldn’t be letting her do this.
Daniel allowed her tentative licks for a few moments longer until, with a growl, he hooked an arm around her waist, hauled her close and deepened the kiss. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, sweeping it into the hot recesses and stealing the darkness within. He thrust his hips into the cradle of her thighs, mimicking the movement of her tongue.
Addison reached down between them and touched the front of his jeans, tracing the tight, hot ridge that strained against the fabric. With a moan she reached for his belt, but her fingers fumbled. He pushed her back and reached down to do it himself, freeing his erection with one hand. She reached out to touch him, wanting to feel his length for herself, but he shoved her hand aside.
Daniel reached out and grabbed Addison by the hips and pulled her toward him. Without preliminaries he caged her beneath him and thrust full length within her. Addison moaned and brought her knees up to ease the entry. She couldn’t believe that even after having sex once already and with their combined fluids, it would still be a tight fit. Oh, but it felt so damn good!
She arched up to meet each thrust. She reached up to wrap her arms around his neck, but he took hold of her wrists in one hand and held them over her head against the mattress. She was forced to lay helpless as he savagely thrust into her body, over and over, taking her higher with each thrust. She could feel another big orgasm building, even though only minutes ago she would have sworn she wasn’t capable of orgasming anymore.
“Oh my god, Daniel!” she yelled.
He dropped his head down to hers and inhaled her scent while continuing to drive into her. She arched up against him and screamed as she felt his penis flare wider within her pussy. He reached down between their bodies and stroked her clit softly, with just enough pressure to send her over the edge, driving her into orgasm at the same time as him. Though her mind soared into beautiful, wonderful orgasmic flight, she had a brief thought to spare about the talent of a man that makes a woman orgasm at the same damn time as him.
After they finished, Addison knew better than to say anything. She curled onto her side with her fluffy quilt, which was now going to need a thorough cleaning, tucked protectively against her body. She listened silently as Daniel redressed. She thought he was going to leave without speaking to her, but he paused in the doorway.
“I’ll be back tonight. Be here, Addison,” he said quietly.
She lay with her back to him without speaking. She realized after a moment that he expected a response. Finally, she said, “What if I’m not?”
She was actually more curious than rebellious. She wanted to know what a man like Daniel would do if the woman he was having sex with took off on him. He played by his own rules. She desperately wished she could get her hands on that rule book.
“If you take off again, this spanking will look like child’s play.”
Addison shivered.
She heard the door of her apartment close and the deadbolt slide as he locked it behind him.
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