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I blow out a breath. “It makes you want to punish me, which feels exquisite. Normally. This really sucks, by the way.”
He chuckles. “You don’t like being used as a visual aid?”
“Maybe if I got to watch, but this is just me in an uncomfortable position knowing you’re getting off, but I’m getting nothing out of it.”
“Are you learning your lesson?”
“Maybe?” The time ticks down.
“Does it feel like a punishment, love?” Blake’s voice is tight like he’s about to come.
“Yes, Blake. It feels like punishment.” I exhale. “I’ve been a very naughty girl. Will you please come on my ass… Daddy?”
I need something to enjoy about this experience.
Blake groans. His cum lands on my ass and pussy, covering me in the thick substance. He makes tsking noises.
“Is this going to be an every time thing?” His fingers trail through the cooling cum, smearing it over my ass.
“Fuck, I hope not. I don’t mind being punished, but this would suck if it was all we did.”
His fingers trail close to my pussy, and those parts of me that were already burning for him flame even hotter. He smears his cum over my entrance and down to my clit.
“Next time, we’ll do it in the mirror so you can watch.” With his fingers, he shoves his cum into my pussy and I cry out at how good it feels.
“Pretty sure that will just encourage bad behavior,” I admit, pressing back to take his fingers deep, but he holds them just inside me. I let out a frustrated noise.
He pulls his fingers out and draws through more of the cool cum on my skin. “You should see how pretty your skin looks with my cum on it.”
My pussy throbs. The timer keeps counting down. If this is all the time I have to get off, I’m fucked—or rather, not fucked. Especially if he’s just going to tease me.
“Blake?”
“Yes, love.” He thrusts his fingers deep into me.
I bite my lip and wait for him to do more. “Please make me come.”
“Are you going to call me Daddy again?” He draws his fingers almost all the way out.
“Maybe?” I don’t want to lie to him.
He takes his fingers out of me and I sigh, disheartened. He releases my hands but I don’t move them. The timer is ticking down. Soon there’ll be no time to play.
“At least you’re honest about it.” His hand strokes over my ass cheek. “I don’t mind you being a brat sometimes, but I love when you submit to me. When you open yourself up to the possibilities. When you don’t fight the pleasure or pain.”
When he says things like that, my heart feels like it’s going to burst if I don’t say something.
“I love you, Blake.” I can’t hold it back any longer. I squeeze my eyes shut because I know he won’t say it. “It doesn’t matter if you don’t love me back. I understand if you don’t, but I need you to know that I do. I love you.”
“Fuck, Madison.” His harsh laugh isn’t what I expected.
He eases me out of the position. He sits cross-legged on the bed with his thick, hard cock. “Come here, love.”
He helps me straddle him. My hands rest on his shoulders.
“May I?” I ask, looking into his green eyes.
“Yes.”