Toxic - Zoe Blake Page 0,12
around my hand.
Elizabeth closed her legs and curled into the fetal position as she watched.
“Please, Richard. I’m sorry!”
“Not good enough, my little bird. Get on your back and spread your legs.”
She hesitated.
Raising my arm, I slammed the leather strap against the edge of the table near her face. The cracking sound bouncing off the bare brick walls of the cellar. “Now,” I commanded.
Elizabeth obeyed. Lying on the table like an altar sacrifice, which was precisely how I planned to treat her.
As I stared down at the soft, fawn-colored curls that barely covered her pussy, I was already imagining those lips red and swollen from my strap. Adjusting the belt so that only about a foot of the leather strap hung loose, I lifted my arm and struck.
Elizabeth shrieked and closed her legs.
I had hit my mark.
“Open your legs. Take your punishment.”
“Please! Don’t!”
Grabbing one of her knees, I forced her bent, closed legs open and struck her again and again on her delicate flesh.
“Oh, God!” she cried.
“I’m not your god, but I am your master,” I answered before pulling on her legs till her ass hung over the edge of the table.
Knowing she would already be dripping with cream, I placed the bulbous head of my cock at her tight entrance and drove in to the hilt without preparing her.
Her body arched as she screamed before falling back onto the hard wooden surface.
Accepting my thick cock into her body was always an adjustment when I took it slowly. I knew she was feeling the pain as I speared into her with no preparation, especially with her already belted and swollen cunt.
Lifting her legs high, I pinned them to my left shoulder with one arm as I drove into her hard, wanting her to feel every brutal inch. The heavy table shifted and groaned as my thighs pounded into the edge, moving it a few inches across the wood floor with every thrust.
With my free hand, I lifted the belt high.
Elizabeth saw the intent in my eyes and quickly covered her breasts with her arms.
“Don’t make me tie you down,” I warned.
Her body trembling, she lowered her arms, stretching them wide till her small fingers were clasping the edge of the table. Pushing my hips forward, I drove in deep, just as the tongue of my leather belt licked at her exposed nipple.
Elizabeth groaned as her hand reached up to pinch her other nipple.
The corners of my mouth rose with a knowing smile.
Deny it all she wanted, my baby liked the pain I inflicted.
Her beautiful creamy pale skin flushed a deep pink as her body hummed with awareness.
Wrapping both my hands around her slim ankles, I straightened her legs and leaned back slightly, wanting to watch as my cock forced its way into her body to the base repeatedly.
“Yes! Harder!” she cried.
A few slight drops of blood from the cut on my chest trickled down the back of one pale thigh. Leaning close, I ran my tongue over the crimson tears, tasting my own savagery.
Pulling her legs open, I fell between them. Crushing her beneath my weight. Leaning up on one forearm, I placed a hand on her jaw. “Say it!” Her mouth fell open as I ruthlessly thrust harder and faster. “Say it!”
Her fingernails raked down my back as she leaned up to claim my mouth. Thrusting her small tongue between my lips, she toyed with my own.
Pushing my fingers into her hair, I tilted her head and took control of the kiss. Licking and biting her lips, cheek, and jaw. Finally, I could hold back no longer. Driving in deep, I threw my head back and roared as I filled her tight passage with cum.
Elizabeth screamed as her legs tightened around my waist. Drawing me in even closer as she found her own intense release.
Collapsing to her side, I pulled her sweat-sheened body close. My hand tangled in her curls as I pressed her head to my shoulder. Our mingled heavy breathing was the only sound in the chilled cellar as we lay spent on top of the large wooden table.
Placing a kiss on her forehead, I rasped against her skin, “Say it.”
“I love you, Richard.”
Placing a finger under her chin, I tilted her head up to meet my hard gaze. “You don’t want to see what would happen if you ever truly tried to leave me. I would burn the world to cinders to get you back.”
Her entire body shook. Assuming it was the cold cellar, I picked her