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Your eyes widened with the sight of the riding crop, "NO." You spoke very sternly but Diego just continued to smirk at you as he held up the riding crop.
"Now, now, don't be like that," Diego said as he moved closer to you with the riding crop. "It's just a little something to spice things up."
You shook your head, feeling more frustrated and angry by the second. "Absolutely not."
But Diego just chuckled as he laid you down on your back and placed his hand on your abdomen and applied pressure to keep you still.
You tried fighting it a bit but being handcuffed made it difficult to maneuver, "Stop moving so much." He chuckled. "It won't hurt, you'll like it."
He ran the tip of the riding crop along your arm, sending shivers down your spine. You couldn't help but feel aroused by his touch as your breath grew heavier.
"You know you want it," he whispered into your ear as he then trailed the tip of the riding crop along your neck.
You tensed up at his touch, feeling both aroused and afraid at what might happen next.
Diego saw the hesitation in your eyes and took it as an invitation to continue. He leaned down to kiss you, but this time his lips were rough and demanding. You could feel the power dynamic between you two shifting as he stayed in control.
He pulled back from the kiss and flipped you to your stomach. He trailed the riding crop along your body, sending shivers down your spine.
"You're so obedient," he whispered into your ear before landing a sharp smack on your ass with the riding crop.
You gasped at the sudden pain, but Diego didn't give you time to recover. He landed another smack on your other ass cheek, harder this time.
The sound of the handcuffs clicking filled the air as your arms kept buckling.
You found yourself moaning at the sensation of pain mixed with pleasure. "Ow— what the hell?!" You mumbled with your face burrowed in the pillows.
Diego ignored you as he continued to land smacks on different parts of your body - sometimes soft and teasing, other times hard and demanding.
As he continued to tease and dominate you with the riding crop, you couldn't help but wonder where this was all leading...
Your breathing grew heavier as you kept your face muffled into the pillows.
Diego noticed your heavy breathing and smirked. "You like that, don't you?" he said with a grin.
You nodded, feeling both aroused and embarrassed by how much you were enjoying this.
"I told you," he chuckled as his breathing even started to grow as well, "Y/N... you're so beautiful..." he spoke softly.
He leaned down to kiss your cheek as you laid on your stomach, his hand still holding the riding crop.
You felt his hot breath on the back of your neck. He let go of the riding crop as he sat up and placed both his hands on your back and gently massaged.
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Racing Rivals, Racing Hearts ☆ [Diego Brando x Reader]
FanfictionDiego Brando, a charismatic and cocky horse racing champion, crosses paths with Y/N, a fiercely determined rider from a legendary lineage of jockeys. Diego Brando and Y/N find themselves caught in a fierce rivalry as accomplished horse racers in the...