She obeyed quickly. More and more, the leather tails of the flogger scorched heat and then pleasure against her ass, leaving her panting. He pinched her ni**les. Right and left and then the flogger hit them too.

“Ohgod,” she gasped.

“You should see the color of your skin right now. Pink. The prettiest pink. Your ni**les are so f**king hard. Do you like it when I use the flogger on them?”

“Yes,” she managed to say.

“Does it hurt?”

“Yes.” And this time it was a moan as he struck several times in quick succession. She was so f**king wet she ached with her need to come. “In a good way.”

“Jesus, you’re so hot.” She heard the flogger hit the mattress as he tossed it down. Then his mouth was on hers, taking her pleasure, feeding it back as he left her drunk with his taste. With how much he wanted her. With how much she affected him.

Then he kissed down her neck to her ni**les, licking them until she writhed. Her hands still high because he hadn’t said she could move them.

“Please, please, please,” she begged.

“Please what?” He breathed the words against her mound, now on his knees. “I can smell your cunt. I know how much you want me.”

“I want you. I want your mouth on me. Please let me come.”

He parted her with his thumbs and sucked her clit between his lips. There was no slow buildup, just climax so hard it nearly hurt as it shot through her body. He didn’t stop. His fingers slid up inside as he continued to suck at her clit over and over, pushing her into another climax right on the heels of the first. Leaving her sensitive and raw.

He helped her to stand. “I’m going to walk you over to the chair where I’m going to sit. Then you’re going to get on your knees and I’m going to f**k that pretty mouth of yours until I come.”

She nodded, walking carefully as he guided her.

He let go of her, leaving her standing as he undressed. He was weak in the knees at how she looked. Her taste lived in his system, the feel of her skin on his fingertips. She stood there, waiting. Waiting for him to tell her what to do next. It nearly drowned him, how ridiculously alluring it was to see her that way.

He’d been careful with the flogger at first, waiting to see, wanting to be sure she was on board, but oh, how she was. Her scent hung in the air, she was so wet, and she nearly sobbed when she came all over his lips, shocking him with how fast it happened.

Once he was totally naked he pulled her close, hissing at how good it felt, her skin against his. His woman right there.

“On your knees.” One hand on her shoulder, the other holding her forearm, he sat as he helped her to her knees and onto the pillow he’d put down for her. “Now.” He pulled her hair, bringing her closer. Her mouth opened, seeking. He swallowed hard as she licked her lips.

Her hands were behind her back. “You can move your hands to my thighs to keep your balance. I’m going to be f**king that gorgeous mouth, so you’ll need to brace yourself.”

She licked her lips again and he groaned.

She braced, moving closer on the pillow as she did.

First she kissed his knee. Then up one thigh and down the other.

He ran his fingers through her hair, wrapping it around his fist as he pulled her to his cock. “Now.”

The air gusted from her lips as she found his c**k with her tongue, licking up the length of him. She grabbed him at the root and then in one movement she swallowed him deep.

“Christ,” he gasped.

She hummed her pleasure and all his control began to unravel. Each time she took him deep he needed her more until he flexed his hips, taking his pleasure from her, f**king into her mouth over and over.

The mask made it hotter. The way she seemed to love what he did to her made it hotter. This woman, so strong and bold on her knees as he f**ked her face, as she gave herself over to him, was more than his heart could take. His balls crawled up close to his body. He was torn between the need to blow down that pretty throat and to f**k her cunt. Indecision left him a breath or two from climax.

He pulled her back and she was slow to rouse from that sleepy, desire-warm place he took her when he was this dominant. She found herself being picked up and unceremoniously brought down on his lap, his c**k sliding into her hard and fast

She grabbed his shoulders, still blindfolded, his taste still on her tongue.

He was speaking to her, low and dark. Telling her how beautiful she was in raw terms. How hot and slick her cunt was. The dirtier he got, the more his control slipped and that GQ mask fell away and he went into a rut. It made her feel gloriously beautiful and desirable.

“You’re so f**king tight and slick, goddamn.” He nearly snarled it as he thrust so hard her tits bounced. She hung on, her nails digging into his shoulders. She was going to leave a mark and she didn’t give one single f**k. She owned him as surely as he owned her.

“I want to come inside you. Fill you up with me, mark you, gorgeous. I want to bite you.” He moved and his teeth sank into the side of her right breast. She cried out, her cunt rippling around him. God, she was going to come again.

“Tomorrow. Next week. Next month I want you to be at work and think of this. Of the way my c**k feels inside you.”

“Yes.”

“Yes. Beautiful, beautiful Raven. All mine.”

“Body and soul.”

“You wreck me with your spine of steel. With your tight cunt and your big gorgeous tits. With the way you suck my c**k and take me deep. There is no one like you.”