The Scotch Series: The Complete Series (Scotch #1-3) - Penelope Sky Page 0,45

had to lie there and take it. And worst of all, it was the fact that, deep down inside, a part of me liked it. I liked the way he pushed me on the bed and whipped me with dominance. I liked the way he controlled me, controlled the entire world around me. And I wanted him to keep doing what he was doing before with his mouth against my tender skin.

His hand softened and moved through my hair, taking on a gentler touch. “I want to stop, Lovely. But I can’t. I have to finish.”

“I said I won’t do it again…”

“I know.” He kissed the corner of my eye like he was truly sorry. “But I’m a man of my word. I can’t go back on my punishment.”

“You didn’t give me to Bones…”

“That was because I had a better use for you. It had nothing to do with sparing you.”

This man was more dangerous than I gave him credit for. The only thing he wouldn’t do was take me against my will. Everything else was on the table. “Then get it over with.”

He kissed me again, his lips moving to the corner of my mouth. “You have no idea how much I want you right now. You have no idea how beautiful you look, your ass in the air and tears on your cheeks. I’ve never been more aroused in my life than I am in this moment.” Somehow, he made the sinister confession actually sound sweet.

He left my side and returned to my rear. He snapped the belt together before he struck me, hitting me just as hard as before. “Eleven.”

I winced under the pain. “Eleven…”

He hit me again. “Twelve.” His breathing sped up again, his desire to fuck me filling the air between us.

“Twelve…”

“Louder, Lovely.”

I deepened my voice. “Twelve.”

He slapped the belt across both of my cheeks, hitting at the perfect angle to maximize the pain. “Thirteen.”

“Thirteen…”

He threw his entire body into the next one, hitting me so hard I rocked forward. He breathed hard without counting, catching his breath as he stared at my red ass. “Fourteen.”

“Fourteen…”

“Last one, Lovely. Let’s make it count.”

I closed my eyes and waited for it to be over.

He gave me the hardest slap he ever had, making the leather bite into my skin. “Fifteen.”

The number tumbled out of my mouth quickly, wanting to make sure he didn’t have an excuse to strike me again. “Fifteen.”

He dropped the belt on the floor then moved to his knees again. His lips kissed the raw skin of my ass then moved back to the place between my legs. He unzipped his slacks then spit on his hand. “Your pussy is amazing…” He jerked himself off as he sucked my pussy, doing amazing things to my clitoris that made me convulse. The previous pain and the current pleasure lit my body on fire. One hand reached behind me and grabbed his, listening to the sound of his wet hand stroking his cock.

He moaned into my pussy when he was on the verge of coming, his orgasm happening in record time.

Knowing he was about to come made me explode. His lips against my clitoris made my back arch and my jaw unhinge. I released a scream louder than all the rest, sounding like a dying animal. “God…”

He groaned as his mouth remained pressed to my opening, coming with me at the exact same time. “Fuck…”

I enjoyed the high as it swept me away. Slowly, it began to fade. It was the most powerful sensation I’d ever felt, making me writhe and twist. I lost my breath and forgot about the pain coming from my rear. I gave into the dark sensation, thoroughly enjoying it.

Crewe remained on his knees as he recovered from the high. He got to his feet then wiped himself off before he grabbed a jar of ointment. He dipped his fingers inside then spread it across my cheeks, curing the burn almost instantly. “I think we understand each other better now. Don’t cross me again.”

I learned my lesson.

“Or it’ll be thirty slaps.”

14

London

When I woke up the following morning, my ass still hurt.

The cheeks were red and irritated, raw from the bite of his leather belt. The cream he put over the welts soothed the pain, but I knew the marks were there without even checking. I opened my eyes and turned over, expecting to see him beside me.

But he wasn’t there.

Sometimes he was up early, exercising before he showered and joined his crew