Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45946 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45946 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
“What about orgasms?” she whispered. “Are they allowed after a punishment?”
“No. Not usually.”
“That’s so sad.”
“My poor baby. Do you need to come?” he asked.
“I’ve needed to come for ages. You’re driving me insane. Looking all sexy all the time and I just want more of you. Please. I don’t have to have the orgasm, but I could give you one.”
She shuffled closer, pressing kisses to his neck and tugging down his shirt so she could kiss the top of his chest.
“Sweetheart, you don’t know how much I want that.”
“Then let me, please?”
“If I let you do that, then there is no way I can resist touching you. And I shouldn’t give you pleasure after a punishment.”
“Just this once?” she asked.
He shook his head and stood, pointing down at her. “No.”
That was it. She was going to die from a lack of pleasure.
It was official.
CHAPTER 15
Barren walked into the bathroom and pressed himself against her back as she finished her nighttime routine. He kissed along her shoulder. He loved the spot where her neck and shoulder met.
“Barren?”
“You are so beautiful. So sweet. So mine.”
She was wearing a white silky nightgown which was tight over her breasts then loose around her stomach and thighs.
Reaching around her, he drew one breast free and cupped it, staring at her in the mirror. Her eyes widened, her breathing growing faster.
“Are you… I thought there was no pleasure after a punishment.”
“It’s been a few hours. I think you’ve been properly punished. Don’t you?” he asked.
“Uh-huh, uh-huh.” She nodded frantically and he had to grin.
His poor girl.
“My baby. So beautiful, aren’t you?” He lowered the other side of her gown so both of her breasts were free. Cupping them, he ran his thumbs over the tight nipples.
“Ohhh.”
“I love how open you are with your feelings and reactions,” he told her. “Never hide yourself from me, understand?”
“I won’t,” she moaned as he lightly tugged at her nipples, playing with them. “Please, Barren.”
“Please what?” he asked as he moved one hand down her stomach and between her legs, cupping her mound.
“Please touch me there,” she begged.
“Are you wet? If I push my finger inside you, will I find you all warm and ready for me?”
“Yes! Yes!” she cried.
“Let’s check. Push your legs apart.”
Her eyes were wide, her mouth open as she panted heavily. But she moved her legs apart and he pressed her panties to one side so he could run a finger down her slit. He rubbed his finger against her clit, flicking it back and forth.
“Oh. Ohhh,” she cried.
He slid his finger lower, pushing it deep inside her. She clenched down on him.
Fuck.
He couldn’t wait to be inside her. His cock was so hard it was painful.
Be patient. Control.
He moved his finger out, then added another one, pushing it back inside her.
“Ohhh. That feels so good.”
“It sure does,” he said. “God, sweetheart, I can feel how wet and warm you are.”
He drew his fingers free, and she let out a noise of protest, but he spun her around and then kneeled on the floor in front of her.
“What… what are you doing?” she asked.
“I have to taste you.” He sucked on the fingers that had been in her pussy.
“Oh, dear lord, that shouldn’t be hot. But it is.”
He removed his fingers from his mouth before reaching under her gown to pull down her panties.
“Are you going to… are you sure?” she asked as he lifted one of her legs and placed it over his shoulder.
“Yes, I’m totally sure.”
Then he ran his tongue along her slit.
He was in heaven.
Phoebe was pretty sure she was in heaven.
Barren used his tongue to play with her clit before sliding it down toward her entrance.
Oh god. She’d never known anything could feel so good.
Then he drew away and she let out a noise of protest.
“Shh, sweetheart,” he said, lifting her into his arms. “I just want to put you somewhere more comfortable.”
He carried her into the bedroom and sat her on the bed. Then he removed her nightgown before gently guiding her onto her back. Her hips were at the edge of the bed, her legs hanging off.
He stood over her for a moment, dressed just in a pair of black pajama pants. She took him in for a long moment. He had a smooth, firm stomach, wide shoulders, and muscular biceps. There was a light smattering of salt-and-pepper hair on his chest that she honestly loved.
“You are so sexy,” she told him.
For a moment, he looked startled. As though anyone calling him sexy was surprising. But then he smiled and yep, her heart skipped a beat at the sight.
“I love it when you smile,” she told him.
“I love it too,” he said. “For the longest time, I didn’t think I would smile again. I didn’t have anything to smile about. But now I have you and you make me smile every day.” He moved so he was crouching over her. Leaning down, he kissed her lightly. “I want you to make me smile every day for the rest of our lives.”