Don's Blackmail

Chapter 18

"Apologize Kate" he ordered and his voice was hoarse because clearly, she wasn't the only one who was aroused.

Defiance lit her orbs as she sneered back at him harshly "NO". She was stubborn again because she was determined not to give him that satisfaction.

Immediately his jaw clenched and his nostrils flared with anger. Fear hugged her again when she felt his arm that supported her tighten around her waist. With a quivering heart, her emerald iris watched his sapphire ones as she awaited what was to come next with trepidation.

His fingers coated with her arousal came down on her butt cheeks again and again causing the sound of wet slaps to fill the room, along with her wails. His hand never stopped, not even when she sagged forward and bit down hard on his shoulder to ease her pain.

"I'm not stopping until you apologize" he stated as his fingers took a break from spanking and returned to tease her sex. He caught he clit between his thumb and index finger and gave a little squeeze, earning a breathy moan from her. His fingers tortured the engorged nub by rubbing on its sides, shoving her closer to another orgasm.

She was seconds away from coming, but this time too, he took away his fingers and she broke. He managed to crack her in a way that no one else had.

"I'm sorry..." Kate sobbed, tired from his cruelty of denying her release.

"Say it again"

"I'm...sorry...I'm sorry...i won't repeat it again..." her whimpers only grew louder as she felt her ass on fire and the unbearable throbbing in her pussy.

Quisito held her close as she freed the tears of frustration, anger and pain against his broad chest. "Shhh...it's over" he said, as he combed his fingers through her hair. Her chest heaved with each sob along with occasional hiccups. It was twisted, but she found comfort in the arms of the man who was the very reason of her pain.

With a tug on the silk ribbon, he released her wrists. She whimpered uncomfortably when he massaged her arms and shoulders that were beginning to cramp due to the binding position. Once her breathing settled, he laid down on the bed and pulled her to lay on top of him, her head flushed against his chest. For the first time, she was grateful to be in that position because her bottom was so red and painful that even the slightest friction hurt pretty bad.

She could sleep with that pain but her core that rested directly on top of his bulge was coiled tighter than a spring due to the refusal of orgasm. She could barely think of anything else.

After about half an hour later, she felt the soft rise and fall of his chest and she understood that he was asleep. She ever so slowly lifted her head to inspect his sleeping face. His face was turned to the side, showing off his sharp jawline that had stubble. Few of his long hair was scattered across his forehead, giving him a tempting devil like appearance. His adams apple was also prominent from that position. He was sleeping peacefully and just the sight of it made her want to reach over and crush his throat because she couldn't sleep. She was achingly desperate for a release.

Kate managed to bring one of her hands near her panties but couldn't put it inside because it would brush against his length and could wake him. She had to be careful. She gently lifted her hip without disturbing him and let her hand dip inside her panties. She let out a soft sigh when her hand touched her intimate folds – Mission successful!

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" a growl erupted in the dark and she froze immediately.

Uh-oh

Before she could think of an excuse, the hand in her panties was yanked back up to be placed on his chest. Tears pricked her eyes as she peered up at his cold blue eyes that was looking at her with intensity.