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He fastened the other cuff around her right wrist. “These cuffs are important to you.

Do you know why?”

She shook her head. “No, Sir.”

“You’re learning fast,” he said, and she heard the smile in his tone. Adjusting the fit of the cuff he continued, “It absolves you of all responsibility. I now make the decisions for you, and the only choice you have is whether you decide to use your safeword. The cuffs actually free you. Do you understand?”

The click of a lock and the slight tug as the cuffs were fastened together caused her a moment of terror. Adam must have sensed her panic because, as the pressure built in her chest and she found herself gasping for air, he gently stroked her hair and whispered soft words of encouragement.

When the spike of fear began to taper, she reminded herself she had a safeword. This was Adam and she was safe. She considered what he’d said. She didn’t have to do anything except follow his commands. Already knowing it made her happy to do as he asked, she breathed in long and deep and let the full impact of the situation settle over her in the form of an amazing serenity.

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Knowing he waited for an answer, she nodded slightly. “I understand.” After several heartbeats, she remembered the rest. “Sir,” she added snidely and gave him a crooked smile.

He chuckled before the sound of rustling fabric filled the air. She had the sensation he now stood in front of her. She heard his belt buckle being unfastened and the rasp of his zipper sliding down. Anticipation curled low in her belly and she licked her lips.

“You are so incredibly beautiful on your knees like this. I have to see you with my cock in your mouth.” She heard more fabric being moved then felt the soft, moist head trail across her cheek and down the side of her neck, marking her. He ran the tip across her bottom lip and tapped. “Open up, sweetheart.”

She felt like a starving woman who hadn’t eaten in days and her mouth watered with the anticipation of tasting him. Ready to take him inside, she eagerly opened her mouth but soon learned his size presented a problem. As she struggled to take all of him her frustration must have been evident.

He snaked his fingers through her hair, controlling the movement of her head.

“Relax. I’ll teach you how to take all of it.”

A stab of jealousy shot through her, as she wondered how many women he’d taught to do this. She forced herself to dismiss those thoughts and shifted her entire focus on satisfying him. Savoring every inch, she ran her tongue along the sensitive underside, down to the base and back up again. She sucked, then gently nipped at the engorged head before wrapping her lips around him and sliding down as far as she could go.

She was treated to a hiss of pleasure before he said, “Okay, relax your throat muscles.” He began pushing in to her, further and further. She feared she’d gag but she forced herself to relax and concentrate, determined to do this for him.

“Keep your muscles relaxed. That’s it. You’re doing great.”

With the tickle of pubic hair and the heat of his body on her face, she realized she’d taken every glorious inch. She swelled with pride and had never been more satisfied than she was in that moment.

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He threaded his fingers through her hair and pushed her head back, before pulling her down on him again. “Your mouth feels so fuckin’ good.”

He began to tremble and his grasp on her head tightened. His pace increased and became rougher. He jerked and lunged, then growled from deep in his chest as hot liquid pumped down her throat.

She heard him take a shuddering breath as he withdrew from her mouth then readjusted his clothing. He stroked the side of her face and cupped her jaw in his palm.

“You’re incredible.” He wrapped his hands around shoulders and lifted her. “I want you to stand, I’ll help you.”

His voice was rough with passion and it was like gasoline to her already overheated system. She was thankful she still had on panties, no matter how skimpy they might be, because otherwise the proof of her arousal would soon be running down her thighs.

His calloused hands were gentle as he wrapped them around her waist and moved her into position next to him. “Lean forward and lay down. Time for your over-the-knee spanking.”

She’d had trouble keeping her balance with her hands buckled together and her jeans tight around her thighs, but as his words registered, the trembling became Richter-scale measurable and she stumbled, nearly falling.

Adam tightened his grip on her waist. “I’ve got you.”

“Why can’t I take my jeans off?” she asked, flustered and frustrated.

“Why do you want to?” He sounded amused.

“Because they’re uncomfortable. I can’t move very well.” And having her pants around her thighs like this made her feel wicked and wanton and shameful for liking it.

He chuckled. “Not being able to move very well is the point of cuffs and restraints.”

He settled her across his lap and stretched her arms above her head. “How does it make you feel, knowing if anyone saw you right now they’d know exactly what’s going on?

Your hands are bound, you’re laying across my lap with your pants partway down, your ass is exposed by the thong you’re wearing. You’re obviously about to get your ass spanked.”

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She shuddered and clenched her thighs tightly together. How could his words affect her as much as a physical touch? No one would see them. The doors were locked and the track was basically deserted, but the idea of it sent butterflies rushing through her stomach and it became a struggle to breathe.

His rough hands stroked the heated flesh of her back and ass. “Tell me. How does it make you feel?”

“Hot.” It was the only word that came to mind and she only trusted her voice to speak short, single syllable words.

“I have waited what seems like a lifetime to get my hands on you. I can’t even begin to tell you how incredible you are. Your hands stretched above your head like this shows off the muscle definition in your shoulders and back.” Seemingly talking to himself more than to her, his voice grew huskier and deeper.

Her body continued to respond to his words, pleased he found her beautiful and desirable.

As his hands kneaded and stroked her flesh, she began to writhe. In the dark recesses of her mind a voice whispered
yes, punishment,
but unable to contemplate the ridiculous nature of that thought, she focused on the obvious. She needed his touch. Her clit was swollen and throbbed, the flood of arousal had to be soaking through her panties, her sensitive nipples were being scratched by the rough fabric of the sofa and she was burning up from the inside out.

“Incredible,” he mumbled as he rubbed his hand over first one cheek followed by the other. One hand stroked up her spine to her shoulders as the other continued to caress her ass.

Suddenly,
Whack!

Shocked, she tried to jump as heat shot through her, but the hand on her back held her firmly in place. “Ow. Shit, that hurt.”

“It was supposed to. That’s why it’s called punishment.” He didn’t exactly chuckle but she heard his amusement.

Whack!

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This time the blow landed on her other cheek. Before she could react, the hand on her back began smoothing its way down her spine, while the hand inflicting the pain dropped and began massaging her clit through the fabric of her panties. Unable to decide if she wanted to yell or purr, she settled for something in between. How could this feel good and bad, right and wrong?

He began to work her in earnest. Blow after blow landed on first one cheek, then the other, followed by the incredible stroking that brought her closer and closer to climax. It was a steady rhythm—pain, pleasure, pain, pleasure, pain, pleasure.

The sensations swirled into a whirlpool and she began to drown in it. In this state everything morphed and changed. Her ass burned, but it felt good. She teetered on the elusive edge of an orgasm, but it wouldn’t come. Her nipples ached and screamed for Adam’s touch, but instead of being massaged, they were scratched by the rough fabric of the sofa.

In her mind, she was no longer being spanked for the yellow T-shirt but instead for all the guilt she carried around. For allowing Jared to take her against her will and causing her to bury a basic part of her nature. For not saving her father. For not paying close enough attention to her mother recently and for allowing Amber to get hurt.

Some deeply imbedded dam broke wide open and a sob broke free from her throat as tears streamed from her eyes and collected in the silk blindfold.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” Adam said, as he gently stroked her legs, back and ass. He murmured soft words of encouragement as he turned her over, pulled off the blindfold and cradled her in his lap. “Let it all go.”

What a bizarre mix of emotions and sensations. Her ass was on fire from a spanking that had also aroused and left her desperate for an orgasm. She’d experienced a tremendous release, not of a sexual nature, and at this moment felt more cared for than she ever had.

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eyes caused her fragile state to deteriorate and she had to fight the urge to start crying all over again.

He helped her stand. “Rest your hands on my shoulder, I’ve got you.” She stood in place while he tugged her jeans and panties down her legs. “Lift your leg,” he said, tapping her left foot. She did as he asked, and they repeated the process with her right leg.

“Turn around and put your hands on the back of the sofa.”

Unbelievable. She actually wanted him to spank her more. She wanted the cleansing it brought, and she wanted the sensation. She craved the burn and knew, with a little more, she’d come.

He stood behind her, grasped her waist and touched the inside of her ankle with his foot. “Spread your legs for me. Wide.”

She gasped and began trembling again. Lying across his lap had been one thing. But now, naked and spread wide open with everything in full view, she couldn’t hide anything. Not her desire, nor her body’s reaction.

Adam took a step back and drew in a deep, fortifying breath. Christ, he felt like a teenager again, barely able to control himself. Seeing Nikki spread like this, he had to consciously remind himself he was a civilized man, not an animal marking and staking a claim on his mate.

But that’s how he felt. He knew with every fiber of his being Nikki was his, and he’d waited a long time for the opportunity to make it a reality. He’d love her, care for her and kill to protect her.

But right now, he was going to fuck her.

Since he hadn’t refastened his slacks after the incredible blowjob that left him weak-kneed and even deeper in love, it didn’t take much effort to rid himself of them, as well as his boxers.

Focused on Nikki’s punishment—the one he’d instinctively known she needed in order to let go of the guilt she carried around like a suit of armor—he’d forgotten to get out the condoms. He grabbed the box from his bag, pulled one out, ripped it open with his teeth and, in record time, had it rolled over his throbbing cock.

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He’d never been this hard, or needed someone like he needed Nikki. And he didn’t see a need to wait another second for what they both wanted. But when he turned and saw her, spread open with honey dripping from her pussy, he decided he could wait long enough to have a taste.

Kneeling behind her, he planted his hands on the pink and heated flesh of her ass and spread her open. Her lips were swollen and inviting, as was the tight bud above. He slipped a finger into her, coating it in her juices before brushing it across the puckered opening of her ass.

She tried to clench her muscles to block him but he held her open. “Have you ever had anal sex?” Christ, he was wound so tight his voice sounded like it’d been through a sawmill. He held his breath, waiting for her answer, and prayed he’d have the additional gift of taking her in a way no man ever had.

She shook her head and whispered, “No, Sir.”

He released a whoosh of air and smiled. “Well, you will. Not tonight, but soon. Very soon. I intend to have you in every way possible and to imprint myself on every part of you. Inside and out.”

She shivered and her thighs quivered.

“Does that excite you?” He continued to run his finger over the sensitive nerve endings surrounding her anus, occasionally dipping into the tight opening, letting her get used to the idea of him being there and accepting his touch. She nodded but didn’t answer, causing him to crack his hand across her ass. “I didn’t hear your answer, Nikki.”

She hissed and through clenched teeth said, “Yes, Sir,” all the while pushing her ass back into him, silently asking for more.

He couldn’t hold back his smile. She wanted to fight against herself and him, but she was a submissive at heart and couldn’t stop her body’s natural reaction or her true desires. Rewarding her for her honesty, he stroked his tongue through her slick lips and continued until he was at her anus, intentionally leaving additional moisture around the tiny bud.

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He moved his mouth back to her pussy and at the same time pushed his index finger into her tight ass. She moaned deep and low and pushed back into him.

His restraint snapped and he couldn’t wait another second to bury himself inside her sweet body. Despite his near-desperate state, he crawled inch by agonizing inch inside, allowing her to gradually adjust to his size. She began to writhe and push back onto him, letting him know she was ready for more and a primal surge of satisfaction rushed through him.

He ran a hand down her spine and was once again led to the tiny bud that had him so inflamed. He’d never been partial to anal sex before, but with Nikki, knowing no one else had ever taken her there, it was quickly becoming an obsession. He’d told her not tonight, but if he waited until after midnight, technically, it would be tomorrow and he wouldn’t have to consider himself a liar.