calmly.
“But,” she sputtered, and his glare flew up to her.
“Now you’ll be spanked and have to see to my pleasure without getting to enjoy the same privilege. Keep it up, Shelby. I’ll torture you all fucking day.” Jesus, he’d had no intention of getting off on this, but watching her squirm around had made him harder than steel. He was holding back the desire to yank his pants off and fuck her where she lay.
She squeezed her lips into her mouth, so he took that as her understanding of how serious he was.
The next twenty minutes were hell. He’d burned the word liar all over her body, except the few places he’d inscribed “Mason’s” at tender areas. At one point, he’d written “beautiful”, and cursed himself when the words “Mason’s beautiful liar” branded her chest. Because she was a beautiful liar, just not his.
He reached up, roughly unhooked one of her arms, and released the slack on the chain at her ankles. “Roll over,” he said harshly.
He’d had enough of this. His frayed control was slipping, and he just might fuck her if he didn’t stop now. His dick didn’t care that she’d used him. He didn’t feel vindicated. He was angry. Hurt. Turned on.
After she did as instructed, he pushed the fire equipment out of the way, locked her into place, and climbed onto the bed. He kneaded her bottom.
“Tell me what you’re thinking, pet,” he ordered softly.
“I-I don’t know what’s wrong.”
His hand came down hard on her buttocks.
“You’ve been a bad girl, so I’m punishing you.” He spanked her several more times on both cheeks, her ass a rosy bloom. “Say, ‘thank you, Master, for spanking me’.”
“Thank you, Master, for spanking me,” she mumbled into the bedding.
“Do you want me to fuck you, Shelby?”
“Yes, Master.”
His dick leapt inside his pants, and he squeezed her ass to keep his body still while he battled with reason. “Even if you don’t get to come? You’d still let me have you?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Goddamn it, Shelby. I want you to be truthful. Don’t say what you think I want to hear. Tell me the truth.”
“I’m telling you the truth.” The truth? What did she know of it?
She let out a breathy moan and wiggled her bottom, but that only enraged him.
He swatted her again and again and again. He spanked her so many times that his hand burned and he had to switch to the other one. He was so absorbed in delivering her comeuppance that he barely held himself back. When he stopped and sucked in a breath, his dick throbbed with a want greater than he’d ever experienced before. Her legs trembled, ass in the air in a silent beg.
“God, baby, you’re so wet.” He unzipped his pants because he couldn’t stand the pressure anymore. He could come just by watching her, looking at her like this, and still the anger inside him swelled. “Looks like you’re telling me the truth, but I need more proof.”
He spread her ass cheeks wide and spat onto her puckered hole. He rubbed his thumb all over it and pushed. “You ever been fucked here?”
“No, Master,” she squeaked.
He spread her a little and spat again. He used another finger to push in and stretch her. The knowledge that he could take something no other man had experienced had his primal side roaring, but he did his best to ignore it. This was about punishment, not pleasure. If he touched her core, she’d come…and then he’d cave hearing the beautiful sounds she made. Playing with her like this would buy him some much needed time. If he gave in, he’d hate himself for falling victim to the allure of her body when he’d sworn to himself he would deny it.
“I’m inclined to believe you.” He leaned over her, his cock poised at her anus, and gripped her hair so she’d be forced to look at him. “Though, I don’t know why. All you’ve done is lie to me, Agent Landry.”
Her eyes grew wide as she stared back at him, understanding dawning in her gaze as to why he was so pissed.
“What’s your safe word?” he asked, deadly soft.
“Red,” she whispered.
“Are you going to use it now?” he challenged. No matter how much he wanted to keep pushing her, punishing her, he would stop if she wanted him to.
“No, Mason,” she whispered.
He growled at both her disobedience and his inability to just walk away. “Head down.”
She immediately obeyed.
“You want me to fuck you like a dirty whore?”