Getting Dom'd

Chapter Four

Ashe wanted to laugh out loud as Sean threw her over his shoulder, keeping one palm firmly on her behind to prevent her dress from riding up and flashing the world. He stalked toward the elevator, growling at any and everyone in his way. Finally! She was beginning to think she was going to have to tie him down instead of the other way around. Who knew all she had to do was dress like a virtual slut and flirt a little. Maybe she should have tried this years ago.

She almost felt bad for manipulating him the way she had. Almost, but not quite. If he'd just given in and admitted they belonged together, they could've avoided all this unpleasantness, but noooooo. Just like a man, he had to be all stubborn about it. She felt semi-bad for forcing his hand, but how long was she supposed to wait for him to buy a clue?

"On your knees." Sean, sweet, kind, gentle Sean actually snarled at her after setting her on her feet in his room.

"Excuse me?" She was pushing it now, she knew it, but she couldn't seem to stop. He deserved to be frustrated, damn it. She'd felt that way for years. "On the floor or on the bed? Like this? Or do you want me to take off my clothes?"

He looked like he was about to pop a blood vessel. He stalked forward, grasping her little nothing of a dress, and ripped it in half. Shoving the ruined material off her shoulders onto the floor, he spun her around and forced her to bend over the end of the bed. With any other man, Ashe would have kicked him in the nuts before planting her fist firmly in his face. With Sean, she was wet and panting at the first ripping sound.

Yes, this was what she'd been waiting for. She needed him to take her, claim her, to make her his in every conceivable way. Maybe it was sick, but she didn't really care. She wanted him, all of him, everything he was. She knew Sean wasn't the kind of Dom who was into pain, or even the freakier aspect of BDSM. He liked to be in control, and she wanted him in control, in the bedroom anyway. She had dreamed of this for so long, she was dangerously close to coming just by knowing how close she was to having her dream come true.

"You had to push, didn't you, baby?" Sean was crooning now as he ran a large, rough hand over the flesh of her buttocks. "You had to go and be a bad girl, didn't you?"

"Well, you refused to show me." She couldn't help but arch into his touch. Her skin burned knowing what was coming. She wanted it, needed it. "What's a woman supposed to do?"

The first stinging smack knocked the air form her lungs. The next three came in rapid succession, the exquisite burning sensations spreading from the cheeks of her ass to pool in her pussy. She didn't scream or yelp, but moaned in ecstasy as he rubbed away the pain, his fingers dipping into her sodden core.

"You like that, don't you?" His breathing was just as hard as her own. His words deep with longing as he stroked two thick fingers deep inside her core. "You like the way I spank you."

"Love it," she panted, pushing down on the digits petting her just right. "More."

"Oh, you're going to get more all right." The dark promise in his voice made her breasts tingle. "Spread those legs wider."

There was no hesitation. She spread and leaned forward, opening herself wide to whatever it was Sean wanted to do. She trusted him implicitly as she trusted no other. He would never hurt her. And no one could ever make her feel this way. All hot and wild, desperate for his touch. She had waited her entire life for this because she knew there would be no way either of them would be able to walk away.

The jagged smack against the lips of her pussy was not expected, but oh did it feel so good! Ashe moaned helplessly, canting her hips for more. And he gave her more, spanking the puffy lips of her labia until she was teetering on the edge of absolute bliss. Just a few more smacks and she would reach the stars. He must've known that too, because he stopped as suddenly as he'd started, leaving her hanging on the cliff's edge.

"Please, Sean. Don't leave me like this." She didn't give a damn about begging. She needed so bad. She was so very close. Just a little bit more.

The air was cool against her heated cunt. She shivered, blinking back tears of frustration.

"You're not to come until I tell you, you understand me, Ashe?"

"Yes." She was whimpering, but that didn't matter. "Please, Sean. I'm sorry I was bad. I'll be good for the rest of the week, I swear."

It was lie and she knew it, but she would say anything for relief. Her body was coiled so tight she would surely break if she didn't get release.

"Oh, I know you will, baby. Because you aren't leaving my side. You will be collared and glued to me."

He sounded like he was moving away from her. No, no, no! She didn't want him to move away, she needed him closer. She was about to tell him so when she felt it. One long, leisurely lick across the seam of her pussy with his hot, insistent tongue and all Ashe could do was groan. He started slow and easy, like he was savoring a lollipop. No amount of bucking seemed to spur him on at all. Ashe was sure she was about to lose it completely when he dove in for the kill, suckling her clit into the hot cavern of his mouth, teasing it with his teeth before delving his tongue deep inside her pussy.

"Sean, please, please let me come!" The pleasure was too much. She was in pain, she needed it so bad. She could feel the beginnings of a beautiful orgasm just outside her reach, but no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't get there.

"Don't you dare come!" A sharp, quick smack to her wet cunt followed the terse order.

She was going to die. He was trying to kill her. That was the only explanation she could come up with for this torture.

She was completely unprepared for the long, hard thrust of his thick cock slamming into her pussy. Stars exploded behind her closed lids, her orgasm catching her completely off guard. So good, it felt like heaven. She could tell by the multiple hard-ons she'd witnessed outlined in his pants over the years that Sean was blessed in the dick area; she'd just never expected he would feel so thick, so long inside her. He filled her so tightly it burned just a little, taking up all the available space inside her.

Sean didn't make love to her sweet and slow. No, he took her, powering inside her like a man possessed. His thrusts were so hard they were scooting across the bed, but Ashe didn't care. She wanted more. She loved every second of his wildness, loved that she pushed him to this. It was perfect.

"Mine! My woman. My pussy." Every word grunted from his mouth was punctuated with a smack on her jiggling butt. Every spank vibrated deep inside her, causing explosions to rock her body. "Say it, Ashe. To whom do you belong?"

"You." Had there ever been a doubt? Not in her mind. "Always yours, Sean. Always."

The words didn't seem to calm him. His strokes intensified, his fingers biting into her hips as he held on and rammed inside her. One orgasm blended into another until she was screaming mindlessly, shaking all over from the force of it.

"Yeah, shit yeah. So tight. So mine." He was close—she could feel it down to her soul. "Ashe! Fuck!" Sean roared as he came deep inside her, his seed washing through her, setting off yet another intense earthquake beginning in her gut and spreading throughout her entire body.

She must have passed out because when she opened her eyes she was on her back, Sean hovering over her, inside her, moving with sweet, seductive slowness.

"I love you, baby. I can't let you go."

His words thrilled her down to her toes. For so long she'd yearned for this, to hear those very words. His eyes glittered with the promise of forever, sending chills down her spine.

"I love you too," she replied softly, wrapping her legs around his hips. "And you'd better not."

They stayed in the room for the rest of the night, making love and talking. Ashe was pleasantly sore by the time she finally started to drift off to sleep.

"Don't think for a second I don't know it was all planned," Seam murmured in her ear as he gathered her close. "I'll spank you for that tomorrow."

Oh yes, that sounded delightful. She made a mental note to do something to get another one the day after that, and the day after that. She fully intended to spend the rest of her nights getting Dom'd.

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