ear.
“Punishment for what?” she asked, her voice coy as she played the game he’d started.
“For being so fucking bossy at home earlier when I was supposed to be in charge,” he reminded her. “I told you you’d be reprimanded, and I wouldn’t be a very good dominant if I didn’t follow through on my promises.”
He slowly walked around her so that he was now facing Stephanie again and let his gaze roam down the length of her gorgeous body. He took in her high, firm breasts, the indentation of her waist, the flare of her hips, and those supple thighs he wanted to bury his face between so he could drown in her scent and taste.
Jesus, it made his dick impossibly hard how goddamn beautiful and uninhibited she was. How sexy and sensual and proud . . . yet perfectly obedient.
“Take down your hair,” he ordered, wanting access to it so he could wrap his hands in those thick tresses and control her movements when the time came.
Reaching up to her head, she began pulling pins from the updo as he took off his suit jacket and laid it over a nearby spanking bench, followed by his tie. Pieces of her hair started falling around her shoulders and bounced in soft waves down her back while she watched him unfasten the button at his wrist, then roll up the sleeve of his shirt.
She bit her lower lip, her breath quickening as he gradually revealed one muscular forearm, then the other. She’d once confessed to him that watching him roll up his sleeves turned her on because it spoke of confidence and masculinity, power and strength, and ambition and authority. And when he cuffed his shirt in the playroom, she knew things were about to get seriously dominant and physical.
By the time he was done and her hair was completely unbound, her face was flushed. Her eyes were hazy with desire, and her nipples were furled so hard and tight he was tempted to bite them just to hear her moan. She’d stepped out of her dress but was still wearing her heels, and as much as he enjoyed fucking her with them on, that wasn’t the plan tonight.
“Take off your shoes, too,” he said, keeping his voice firm and direct. “The only thing I want you wearing is the diamond collar around your neck and your engagement ring.” Both of which claimed her as his. “Then I want you up on the bed, facedown, ass up, and your arms stretched above your head, while I decide what I’ll use to deliver your punishment.”
At his explicit order, undeniable lust glowed in her eyes and she walked toward the bed—which was covered in soft black sheets and made specifically for bondage play with a multitude of metal slats and cross bars to accommodate restraints, riggings, and anchors, depending on what he wanted to do to Stephanie. While she situated herself, he went to the cabinet where he stored their impact play toys.
Wanting something that would heighten Stephanie’s endorphin levels and provide equal parts pain and pleasure, he passed over the leather paddles and crops and selected a flogger. The tails on this one were long and soft and made of suede, initially deceptively luxurious as the strands trailed along bare skin—until a precise flick of the wrist, and then the strike of those tails provided a merciless, titillating sting of ecstasy that never failed to make Stephanie exceedingly wet and incited her need to come.
And that’s precisely what he required before introducing Stephanie to her gift. He needed her pussy as slick as possible and eager to be fucked and her body right on the edge of orgasm.
He also retrieved one of the spreader bars from a nearby shelf, then strolled toward the side of the bed where Stephanie had dutifully assumed the provocative and submissive position he’d requested—her perfect ass raised high and her cheek resting on the sheet. Her face was turned toward him and her gorgeous blonde hair and smooth, creamy skin were such an arousing, sensual contrast to the black fabric covering the mattress.
Despite her compliant, docile pose, excitement sparked in her eyes as soon as she saw him holding his choice of punishment and the metal rod that would immobilize her legs. God, this woman. Was there nothing she wouldn’t do for him? With him? Tonight, they’d find out.
After setting the flogger and other apparatus on the bed for a moment, he took the leather restraints already