Rush

wetness against his tongue
     as he licked his way lower, he knew she was very close to her release.
    He rose, unzipped his pants and pulled out his erect cock. Positioning himself just
     behind her, he guided his dick to her pussy opening and plunged deeply.
    She cried out. His name escaped her lips in a long, harsh hiss.
    Grabbing on to her bound hands, he used them as a handle and began to fuck her with
     long, hard strokes.
    She went liquidy soft around him, a hot sweet rush that bathed him all the way to
     his balls. It took everything he had not to slake his lust right then and there and
     come all over her. But he’d sworn this was for her, and so he’d wait. He intended
     to give her pleasure many more times before the evening was done.
    She convulsed around him, and then every muscle in her body tensed and she went completely
     rigid. She let out a strangled cry and then went limp as he buried himself in her
     again.
    He remained still, waiting for her to come down from the sharp orgasm. Then he carefully
     withdrew and tucked his cock back into his pants.
    While he gave her a chance to catch her breath, he retrieved one of the crops from
     his closet. When he returned, her eyes were closed as her cheek rested against the
     ottoman.
    He touched the crop to her ass and trailed it over the fullness of her cheeks. Her
     eyes came instantly open, and she sucked in her breath in anticipation.
    “Do you like it when I spank you, Mia?”
    “Yes,” she whispered.
    “Does it feel good? All that sharp, edgy pain that skates a precariously close line
     to pleasure?”
    “Yes!” she said louder.
    “Tonight I’m not spanking you for punishment. I’m marking your pretty ass for no other
     reason than it will bring us both great pleasure. And when I’m finished reddening
     your sweet behind, I’m going to fuck your ass.”
    She moaned, and it was a sound that fired his senses. A sound of feminine appreciation,
     all breathy and sweet.
    He bent to carefully remove the plug, and she flinched, making another sound of pleasure
     as he pulled it free. After putting itaway, he once more trailed the end of the crop over her behind before finally administering
     the first blow.
    He was purposely gentle, leashing his strength so he didn’t hit her too hard. He wanted
     to work up to leaving the beautiful red welts that would stripe her ass. If he began
     too hard, she’d quickly have too much, and he wanted her begging for more, not begging
     him to stop.
    How beautiful she was, bound hand and foot, spread before him, her hair spilling over
     her body and the ottoman like the darkest night sky.
    The red appeared with every blow, remaining a long moment before finally receding,
     only to start all over again the moment he administered another strike.
    She twisted restlessly, straining against her bonds, all the while arching her ass
     upward as if seeking and wanting more.
    By the time he got to the fifteenth blow, he’d increased the strength of the swats
     and the red remained longer until her entire ass was aglow with a rosy bloom.
    Only a few more and then he would sink into her tight ass and lose himself in the
     beauty of her submission.
    As the smack of the next blow sounded, another sound exploded into the room.
    “What the
fuck
are you doing?” Jace roared.
    Gabe’s head jerked up, the haze surrounding him disappearing as he saw Jace and Ash
     standing in the foyer, the elevator doors closing behind them. Gabe had been so immersed
     in the scene with Mia that he’d never heard the elevator arrive. Never knew that Jace
     and Ash were there.
    The horror on Mia’s face was a fist to Gabe’s gut.
    “Oh my God, Gabe. What have you
done
?”
    Ash’s horrified voice drifted to Gabe just as Jace lunged for him, his fist connecting
     with Gabe’s jaw.

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    Gabe went flying amid Mia’s scream. He hit the floor, Jace on top of him. Jace’s expression
     was murderous. Fury blazed in his eyes and he punched Gabe again.
    Pain exploded in Gabe’s nose, and he rolled away, but he didn’t fight Jace back. He
couldn’t
.
    Ash was bent over Mia, his expression worried as he worked frantically to untie her.
     Gabe would have gone to her, would have helped, just so they could explain, but Jace
     loomed over Gabe, his hands grabbing at Gabe’s shirt, yanking him upward as he snarled
     down at him.
    “How could you do this?” Jace roared. “I
knew
it! You son of a
bitch
. I can’t
believe
you