Highest Bidder Collection - Lauren Landish Page 0,39

watching her body as she lies limp and still helplessly bound by the spreader and cuffs. Her head is laying to the side with her eyes closed, and goosebumps linger along her sensitized skin.

A part of me wants to take more from her, but she’s exhausted and we need to cover more of my expectations. Soon I’ll be able to torture the pleasure from her until it’s nearly unbearable for her.

I climb off the bed and head to the en-suite for a warm cloth, leaving her just as she is while she calms her breathing.

When I get back with the warm, wet cloth, I’m gentle as I clean up every inch of her. Her body tenses and trembles. Her clit is still primed for more, and her ass is bright red from where the paddle hit her.

The bed groans under my weight as I unlock the spreader from the cuffs and ease her legs down onto the bed and unlock the shackles around her ankles. I massage a bit of life into her sore muscles before unlocking her wrists and doing the same with her arms.

Her breathing is steady as she curls slightly inward, still consumed in the intensity of her orgasm.

I pick her body up gently and place her on all fours at the end of the bed. Her bright red ass is high in the air.

Her eyes widen, and her breath hitches as she looks over her slender shoulder at me.

A rough chuckle vibrates up my chest as I walk over to get the cream mixed with a little aloe for her burning skin. I use a light touch as I apply it.

“You safe worded me,” I say softly. “Good girl.”

Her lips part and I know she has a question for me, but she’s holding back.

“Speak. You need to be able to communicate with me, Dahlia.”

“I’m happy you weren’t angry with me.” I pause in my motions and consider her.

“You think it would make me angry for you to tell me you were reaching your limits?” I shake my head with my lips turned down. “No, I’m happy I have a good understanding of your needs.”

I put the cap back on the lotion, satisfied with her aftercare and add, “We suit each other well. I’m very pleased.”

She hums softly at my praise. She’s perfect and so obedient. I’m going to have to push her to disobey though since I know we both enjoyed the paddle.

“Just like this, treasure,” I say, planting a kiss on the small of her back and running my hands down her thighs.

“Every day when I get home, you’ll be waiting for me just like this.”

“Not kneeling?” she asks weakly and then adds, “sir?”

I huff a small laugh and then stroke my dick, feeling it hardening for her again already.

I lower her hips and tease her cunt with the head of my dick. “No, I want you like this instead,” I say and barely get the words out before I shove myself deep inside her again.

Chapter 12

Dahlia

I wince as I take a seat on the back of the city bus on my way to my internship. My breath hisses between my teeth as the decadent pain heats my ass. I welcome it though. It’s a reminder of last night. I stare out of the window, the images flashing before my eyes as the bus noisily roars to life and takes me away from campus. It’s been a week of enduring Lucian as my Dom, and every day I love it more and more.

I’m running late because of finals, but I’m happy they’re over with. One less thing to worry about.

My only problem now is that my ass is fucking sore as hell. Every time I do anything involving any kind of movement, I’m filled with slight discomfort. It’s the good type of pain though - a reminder of how Lucian utterly and thoroughly dominated my body.

Call me a glutton for punishment, but I want more. Right fucking now.

I’ve spent all morning thinking about our filthy encounter, with aching desire. I’m already primed to go off and if my day was planned down to the minute, I’d probably need relief. I can’t believe how many times Lucian got me off last night and how many times he came. I’m sure he was shooting blanks by the fourth time, but I was too wrapped up in ecstasy to notice.

Every time he took me harder, faster, taking from me with a ruthless need, I came violently. He was