You Only Love Twice (Masters and Mercenaries #8)

She groaned and he watched as she straightened her spine, preparing for his hand.

He gave her a moment, a moment where warm water caressed her and the possibility of what was to come hung over her. One moment where she held her breath to see if he could handle her. A Dom’s job wasn’t simply about punishment. It was about making that punishment a moment of bliss.

His hand arced, making contact with her soft flesh and crashing through the shower with an audible smack.

Her whole body shook, but she held her position. He gave her four more slaps in rapid-fire succession. “That’s five. You stay still or it will be more.”

“I thought I had thirty,” she complained.

He smacked her again, loving how she groaned. “You’ll get them all, but when and how I say. Now stay still.”

He grabbed the lube and was deeply grateful they weren’t doing this in his tiny shower. He’d never spent much money on his place. It was small, clean, and in a good part of town, but Phoebe would need more. She would need a house and a yard and a place to call a home.

A real home. One where he belonged, where he was wanted. One where she was.

And it would have to have a nice-sized shower because he liked how her skin turned a pretty pink between the hot water and the smacks. He definitely liked how her ass looked.

Her legs were spread perfectly, her back flat so he could see her asshole. It was a pretty pink, too. He dribbled lube right on it, watching as a shiver went up her spine. “What are you doing, Jesse?”

“What I’ve wanted to do for a really long time. I told you I would get inside you any way I could.” He rimmed her petite hole, already thinking about just how tight and hot she would be when he finally shoved his cock up her ass.

She clenched the minute his fingers touched her there.

He wasn’t about to have that. Five more quick smacks. “That’s what I’m saving them for. Don’t try to keep me out. It belongs to me.”

“Couldn’t you pick another part of my body to own?”

“Oh, I own the whole damn thing. Every sweet pink part and ripe little morsel is mine. I claim every inch of you, Phoebe.”

“When we’re playing.” She said the words in a hesitant whisper, as though she was just trying to remind herself of her version of the truth.

“If that makes you feel better, you can say it.” He wasn’t going to push her into forever. He couldn’t or he might lose her. “But for now, there’s no question that this belongs to me.”

She groaned as he pressed his fingers to her asshole. He didn’t need to ask the question if she’d done this before. It was obvious. She’d had one lover and they’d been very young. They’d thought sex was sacred and it was, but they obviously hadn’t learned that it could be dirty and nasty and fun, too. Phoebe needed to see that.

Play. He bet there hadn’t been much of it in Phoebe’s life. She was so serious and always in control. He was going to strip that control away from her and show her it was safe to play with him.

He slowly worked his finger inside, rolling over and over her flesh, teasing and playing until he finally slipped inside.

And that was when he used his free hand to continue the punishment.

SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK.

She squealed beautifully and her asshole clenched hard around his finger. “Oh my, god.”

“Tell me how it feels.” If she hated it, he would stop. He didn’t need to take her there if she couldn’t enjoy it.

She whimpered a little and then seemed to relax. “Pressure. There’s pressure, but it doesn’t hurt. I don’t know how I feel.”

He rimmed her and her pelvis moved, not to get away, but to keep him inside.

At least her body knew what she wanted. He rimmed her again, opening her wider before giving her another five smacks that cracked through the shower.

She shivered. “Is that all you have, Sir?”

Oh, she was so getting more. He grabbed the prepped plug and replaced his finger with something much closer to his own size. She whimpered and wriggled as he lubed her again and then pressed the plastic against her flesh. She moved her hips, aiding in the insertion. The tip slipped inside, and Jesse watched the way she moved against it. He fucked her gently with the plug, giving her more and more with every pass. Every time he fucked, she opened a little more, accepting another inch until she was finally moving against the toy actively.

Jesse’s cock was fully erect and damn straight jealous of that stupid plug.