Page 191 of Dark Duet: Platinum Edition

“Gotcha.”

She was breathing hard. I loved watching her laugh when she was trying hard not to. Despite her obvious beauty, she often made the most hideously comedic faces.

“What are you gonna do?” She wrapped her arms around my shoulders. She was suddenly very flirty.

“Whatever I want.” I kissed her lips until she opened for me. As I swept my tongue inside I felt satisfaction in the way she moaned and rubbed herself against me. The idea that I had ever thought of giving her away was almost enough to make me angry. However, if being so close to Livvie had taught me anything (and it had taught me a great deal), it was that being angry was next to impossible while she melted against me.

In the weeks prior, I had learned that Livvie liked to play a little rough. It suited me well when I didn’t overthink it. She liked to be held down and done from behind. She liked to be told what to do. She liked to be spanked. Mostly, though, she liked to come. She didn’t care how it happened—just that it did. It helped take the edge off for me.

I backed away, stroking my dick. I liked the way Livvie’s eyes followed my hand. She really did like to watch me (so long as another woman wasn’t in bed with me). Her lips were swollen from kissing. She licked them and waited. I obliged by shortening her wait.

“Put your hands on the table and spread your legs.”

She smiled wickedly.

“Yes, Caleb.” She quickly assumed the position.

I ran my hand down her long ebony mane. I knew one day I would insist on wrapping it around my dick and coming in it. I brushed her hair aside and replayed my touch down her spine. I grinned when she dipped her chest lower, lifting her ass. I would get to it, but I took my time touching everything. Her tits looked heavier in her position—full. I pinched them and she whimpered. I pinched her clit and she moaned. Her moans and whimpers were like food for my dark soul.

“You ready for me to spank you?” It wasn’t really a question. It was a warning. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Her breath hitched with anticipation.

“Yes, Caleb.”

“Put your chest down on the table and hold the sides.” I waited patiently for her to comply. Livvie’s beautiful skin was free of imperfections. There were no scars marring her slender back. She’d been spared my fate and I was deeply grateful.

I braced her body against my hip with one hand. I delivered the first blow with my free hand. The sound rent the air. Livvie gasped, but otherwise remained silent. I watched her ass turn pink where my hand had been.

“Pink already, Pet. How many do you think it’ll take for your ass to be bright red?”

“I don’t know, Caleb.” She spoke softly. Her legs trembled.

“Should we find out?” I traced the welt with my fingertip. Livvie whimpered again.

“If that’s what you want, Caleb.” I smiled to myself. I knew I was a sick fuck. Livvie made me a lucky fuck too. I spanked her twice, one slap after the other. Livvie braced with her arms, but didn’t clench her ass.Practice, practice, practice.

“Is that good, Kitten?” My own breathing had picked up speed as my arousal shot through the roof. Livvie’s sounds, coupled with her writhing, had me in an acute state of lust.

“Yes, Caleb. More please.”

I hissed. I spanked her four times in rapid succession. Livvie’s ass was hot beneath my fingers. She picked up her feet and writhed against the table.

“Getting pretty red now, Pet.” I was panting. “Put those fucking feet on the ground. You know better.”

“Yes, Caleb,” Livvie whispered. She was close to tears. She wouldn’t be able to take much more. Hell, I couldn’t take much more.

I used my heated fingers to rub her pussy from behind. She moaned and opened her legs wider.

“You’re awfully wet inside, Kitten. You must really like getting a spanking.” I slid my index finger inside her and moved it back and forth slowly. She shook.

“I like this better. More please. Harder.” She started moving her hips as much as she could with me holding her. She was fucking herself with my finger.

“You’re not being a very good pet right now, Kitten. You don’t get to decide when you get fucked.” I slowed my finger and she groaned in frustration. I smiled. “Who decides, Kitten?”

“You do, Caleb.” She went still and relaxed her all her muscles. She was a vessel for my pleasure, a willing participant in my depravity.

“That’s right, Kitten. I do.” I spanked her three more times before I heard a little sob. She’d had enough. I’d had enough. I stood behind her, lifted her hips, and slid her wet pussy down my cock until I hit the bottom of her.

“Oh, god! Please, Caleb.” She took swift advantage of the table and used it as leverage to saw herself back and forth on my cock. It felt so good, I temporarily gave up control. It couldn’t last long. It wasn’t what either of us wanted. I wanted control. Livvie wanted to surrender it.