my panties and dipped a long finger inside me. “Oh, God.”
“Mmm, so scared you’re still quivering a little, but you’re as wet and hot as I’ve ever felt you, angel.” He stroked inside me with expert precision, and his stubble brushed my cheek. “If I was a betting man, I’d say a little exposure does your body good.”
My eyes squeezed tight and I kept counting as he added a second finger, but hard, shuddering need went through me. I didn’t know what he considered punishment. This was starting to feel like anything but. I was so wet, his fingers gliding deep and coaxing responses from me, that I knew it had to have been painfully obvious to anyone who may be near exactly how turned on and desperate I was for him. Somehow, I forgot I should be embarrassed about that. At the moment, I didn’t care.
Soon, his fingers slipped out of me and he grabbed my hips, situating me against him. The hard length of his cock pressed again the wet fabric of my panties. “And knowing this gets you so turned on and slick has every man watching hot and hard for you.”
My breath caught, the words sending a bolt of shock through me. “Foster.”
“Start your count over, beautiful,” he said as he stepped back. I could picture him standing there in front of me, that suit coat stripped off, his tie gone, and a wickedly satisfied smirk on his handsome face.
I couldn’t let my mind wander to the idea that there were other people who could see me. So I just did what he’d told me to do, I focused only on him and his voice. That’s all that mattered. I started my count over. His footsteps sounded off to my left, and then behind me again.
“When you get to fifty, this next part stops,” he said, the words holding an ominous edge. Before I had time to digest that, a snapping sound filled my ears and a sharp, stinging sensation lit up my left thigh.
I hissed, the pain pointed and more intense than the flogger had been. Shit, that hurt.
“This is a riding crop,” he explained. “Give me a color, Cela, for that level of pain.”
Color? A color? My mind apparently wasn’t translating English at the moment. It was too busy buzzing.
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