Her Lord's Claim (The Forbidden Saga #4) - Maggie Ryan Page 0,45
at his arm.
“But I-I get wet when you spank… spank me,” she admitted, her body hitching with a startled mewl that absolutely delighted him as he brushed her clit with the pad of his fingertip. Lucas nodded and removed his hand from her sex. He again forced her eyes to his.
“I know you do,” he said, and adored the flush that colored her cheeks. “Knowing that your pussy gets wet even when I'm reddening your little arse tells me that you are the one woman meant to be mine. Though your bottom hurts after I spank you, your body is readying itself for what your heart needs,” he said, and then bent until his lips were only a fraction of an inch from her own. “And, what you need, kitten, is for me to take you.”
She moaned as he kissed her, her body surging up. Lucas moved his hand to cup her breast, her nipple instantly hardening, its point seeming to attempt to pierce her thin gown in order to feel the true heat of his skin. Lucas gave his own groan. He released both her breast and her mouth. She was breathing hard, her eyes glazed with her need as he took her hand and slowly brought it down until it was pressed against the length of his erection.
“Oh…” she exclaimed, her eyes widening as she realized what she was being made to feel.
Lucas’ voice was husky as he attempted to control his desire while as she touched him intimately for the first time. “I don’t get wet, kitten,” he said, “I get hard. My cock has been hard for you for a very long time.” Even though he removed his hand from over hers, she not only kept hers in place, she pressed her palm tighter against him, her fingers attempting to curl around him but the placket of his trousers hampered her attempt to grasp him fully. Lucas looked down to see her hand lightly stroking up and down against the front of his pants. Lucas quickly moved to take her hand away, his own chest heaving.
Lucy blushed hotly. “Oh, I-I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I-I know it’s the middle of the day and you-you can’t…” Her voice trailed off as his laughter exploded into the room.
“Kitten, a clock does not dictate a cock’s reaction,” he said and loved the look of shock on her face. “I will take you whenever I desire no matter if the day has just dawned or if the sun is high in the sky or if it is dark as pitch. You will be mine whenever, wherever and however I so wish, just as you vowed this morning.” His laughter had ended as his voice deepened with a need she still could barely imagine.
“But you are hard now, and I’m-I’m wet,” she pointed out needlessly.
Lucas wanted nothing more than to roll her beneath him and make her his physically but knew rules had to be set down and adhered to, despite his throbbing cock.
“Kitten, naughty little girls are not allowed pleasure,” he said softly, but she didn’t protest or voice any doubt of the validity of his words. “When I’ve had cause to punish you, it would negate the lesson if I were also to pleasure you. You will be taught to make a proper penance after a punishment, and though the act will bring me pleasure, you will receive none until I am sure the lesson has been properly learned. I will often take you after I’ve punished you, and though your pussy will be dripping with your need, you will be left aching until I decide you’ve truly accepted the lesson. Though, as you noticed, my cock is hard, and it is my right to take you even now, my desire is to wait until I can also allow you to take your first pleasure at my hands.” He briefly considered taking this opportunity to put her on her knees to make her penance but also understood that lesson would be confusing since he had not spanked or paddled her since that morning. He took another deep breath. “Lucy, I wish us both to share in the passion when we make love for the first time. If you are my very good little one and take your nap and, young lady, use your nappy, then you shall discover much more pleasurable lessons tonight.”
Lucy gasped, his reminder of his expectations of her using her nappy causing her face to flush and