Perfectly Broken (16 page)

He was fully clothed, except for his bare feet.
Susanna’s clit tightened.

“Take off your clothes.”

She hesitated.

“Do as I say.”

Susanna searched his face, trying to deduce his
mood. He looked aroused, but a little annoyed. His jaw tensed and
he gripped his thighs. His erection bulged, and she wanted nothing
more than to unzip his pants and hold his heat in her hand.

“Now,” he said.

His tone brooked no argument, and Susanna
slipped her lacy top off. Then she undid the skintight leather
pants and peeled them down her legs. She stepped out of them, and
faced Tomas in her underwear only.

“That’s better,” he said.

Susanna felt so bare with him watching her, not
just physically but emotionally. He sat in the chair, taking his
time drinking in the sight of her partially naked body.

“I like looking at you,” he said.

She wondered if she should go to him, not sure
what was expected. But he stopped her with his words.

“Take off your bra.”

She reached behind and undid the clasp, then let
the garment slide down her arms. She threw it aside. Her nipples
were already hard.

“Come closer,” he said.

Susanna took the few steps to close the gap
between them and waited.

“Play with your breasts for me. It’s for my
pleasure. I want to watch.”

Never shy, his request wasn’t too much for her.
It was just the way he said it. The way he commanded her. Like she
should bend to his will. Yet she wanted to please him. Very much.
Susanna cupped her breasts and squeezed gently.

She massaged her breasts and rubbed her palms
over them. It felt good, and she liked the enjoyment she saw in his
expression. But there was more that Tomas had in mind. She could
see it in his eyes. His pale green eyes were darker, more
intense.

“Pinch your nipples,” he said.

Still he sat there, watching her. Susanna
pinched her nipples, and the slight pain felt good. Maybe he wanted
her to come, but she couldn’t tell. The urge to go to him, to unzip
his pants and give him release the way she knew how, was strong.
But the desire to please him was stronger.

“Pinch them harder,” he said. “Make them
hurt.”

Susanna did as he asked. The pain sent sensation
straight to her sex, as if a string linked her nipples to her clit.
The harder she pinched, the more her clit responded.

“Harder,” he said. “I want you to feel the
pain.”

She did, and whimpered at the sensation. Tomas
reached out and put his hands on her low back. He leaned forward
and licked her sore nipples. He was tender, and he sucked at them
gently, taking away the pain.

Susanna’s legs began to tremble.

Looking up at her, Tomas held her gaze. His
expression was intense.

“I’m going to spank you,” he said.

There was nothing she could say. Susanna didn’t
know how to react. His admission excited her. She wanted him to do
as he threatened. Though she hadn’t had a man do that to her
before, she wanted Tomas to be the first.

Inside, a little voice told her it was wrong.
That she shouldn’t want it. That there was something strange about
her. But Susanna didn’t care. The need to have Tomas do what he
wanted to with her overpowered any inhibitions.

She stood quietly. Waiting.

“Pull down your panties,” he said.

Her hands shook a little, but she pulled on the
elastic and lowered her black lace panties. She stepped out of
them.

His eyes gleamed, and Tomas reached out to take
both her wrists in one hand. Susanna felt weak. He pulled her down
so she was positioned over his lap, and he put one of his legs
between hers, wrapping around it so she couldn’t move.

“Spread your legs more,” he said.

Susanna moved the leg that was still free so she
was more open. Her clit throbbed and heat flooded her sex. She
wanted this, and it surprised her how much she wanted it. The
fabric of the chair underneath her grazed her nipples, adding to
her stimulation.

Tomas put his palm on her bare skin, and the
heat of his touch seared into her.

“You deserve a spanking, don’t you, baby?”

His voice was so deep, so commanding. Susanna
knew she did deserve punishment, yet she anticipated the spanking
with nothing less than deep need.

“Answer me.”

Susanna wasn’t sure could speak. Somehow she
managed an answer.

“Yes. I do deserve it.”

He began to rub his palm over her, caressing her
ass, warming her up. His touch was tender, yet it was a warning the
punishment would start soon.

Still he delayed, squeezing her buttocks. Her
pussy was so wet, she was sure it was dripping onto his pants.
Naked, over his lap and at his mercy, Susanna’s body hummed with
arousal.

“When I ask you a question, I want an answer.”
He paused.

Susanna said nothing. She closed her eyes. He
ran his finger over her wet slit.

“Have you been teasing other men? Taunting them?
Encouraging them? Making them want to fuck you?

She knew she should answer, but she couldn’t
find her voice.

“Have you, Susanna? I asked you a question.”

“Yes,” she said. “I have.”

“You knew I would punish you, didn’t you,
baby?”

Susanna felt her body flush with heat. She
realized it was true. Though she hadn’t thought about it
consciously. But she did want what was happening. And deep inside,
maybe she
had
hoped it would.

“Yes. I did.”

Once again, Tomas rubbed over her ass, and
Susanna thought she would come unglued. Then his hand was gone for
a second, and before she was prepared, his hand hit her ass. The
sharp noise cracked through the air, and the sting of his hand
jolted her.

She expected it to hurt, and it did, but mostly
it felt good. Without hesitating, Tomas smacked her again and
again. Never in the same spot. He struck the fleshy part sharply,
and he spanked like he meant it. Though as strong as he was,
Susanna knew he couldn’t be using all his strength.

He didn’t need to. She lost count of the times
he spanked her, but she knew her ass was red. The sting of her skin
told her it was. Every time his hand impacted her, the sensation
pounded through her sex, sending her closer to climax.

She couldn’t reconcile the pain with the
pleasure, but it was an insanely sexy mixture. Susanna craved it;
she needed it. She needed Tomas, and wanted him to dominate her. It
was something new, but what she had been missing without knowing
it. True desire, previously unrecognized, stirred within her.

Then he stopped and rested his hand on her. The
feel of his palm against her stinging skin took her to a new level
of pleasure. The sting reminded her of his punishment, of her
submitting to him, and the hot burn of her backside felt better
than it should have.

Tomas let go of her wrists and pulled her up so
she sat sideways on his lap. He spread his legs so her ass was
between them and not resting on the fabric of his pants. The look
in his eyes was soft now, if a little glazed.

He ran his knuckles along her jaw. “Are you
okay?”

She nodded.

Tomas kissed her lips sweetly. “Now maybe you
won’t misbehave.”

She stroked her fingertip over his goatee and
under his chin. “Or maybe I will.”

He smiled.

Susanna was balanced on a precipice. His
spanking had taken her to the edge of orgasm, and she was ready to
let it take her. The fact that Tomas remained fully clothed,
holding her in his arms, wasn’t helping.

Knowing her need, Tomas cupped her sex. She
whimpered and spread her legs. He caressed her and dipped two
fingers into her wet opening. Susanna stiffened, wanting more.

“Who does this hot little pussy belong to?” he
said.

Susanna looked into his eyes.

“It belongs to me, baby. Only me,” he said.

“Yes,” she whispered. “Only you.” Whether she
meant it or not, it felt good to say it. And it was what he wanted
to hear. Maybe she did mean it. She was unsure about what was
happening to her.

“Yes, baby. Come for me. Now.”

Tomas leaned down and flicked her distended
nipples with his tongue. He kept two fingers inside her, and rubbed
her clit with his thumb. Thank God he didn’t expect her to wait.
She didn’t think she could have. As soon as he put pressure where
she needed it most, Susanna exploded in his arms.

Heavy waves of pleasure rolled through her,
gripping her from the inside. Her sex clenched over his fingers,
and her clit was hard as a pebble under his finger. Tomas held her
securely, and swirled his thumb deliciously while she came. Susanna
gasped at her peak, through her moaning and panting.

The sting of her ass only added to the pleasure,
and when she collapsed in his arms, Tomas held her lovingly. She
rested her head against his chest and put her arms around his neck.
What he had just done to her was beyond explanation. But she knew
she would need to have more of the same. And Tomas was the only man
who could give it to her.

Only you
. It had a good sound. But it
scared the hell out of her.

Tomas stood her on her feet and stripped off his
clothes. Then he carried her to the bathroom, where he ran warm
water in his Jacuzzi tub. He helped her into the soothing water and
got in beside her. His gorgeous cock was hard as steel. For a
minute, Susanna closed her eyes, letting the warmth calm her
aggravated skin.

She looked over at Tomas, who was watching her.
His cock was irresistible. He was so male, so sexy. Just so
everything. Susanna leaned over him and kissed his soft skin.
Gently, she sucked the thick knob and stroked him with her fist. He
groaned and she sucked a bit harder.

Tomas was swollen and on the verge of orgasm. It
didn’t take much to take him to release. Susanna wanted to. It was
all she wanted right then, just to give him pleasure as he had
given her, even more if she could. Bent before him, she stroked and
sucked just right until Tomas yelled out.

His cum spurted over her breasts when she popped
the tip out of her mouth at the last moment. She watched him come,
loving the sight. He might have power over her, but she still had
an effect on him too. And she liked that. It felt good.

Tomas sagged against the side of the tub and
pulled her against him. With his arms around her, he held her
tight. And she rested the back of her head against his chest. She
felt deeply content in a way that she hadn’t before. He did
something to her. And she knew she hadn’t had nearly enough of
whatever it was. Not even close.

* * * * *

The next morning Tomas woke up with Susanna in
his arms. Her red hair fell across his chest, and her warm body
pressed up next to him. Not wanting to wake her just yet, he
listened to her steady breathing, glad she was secure in his
embrace. She slept peacefully. He liked that.

Last night had been a turning point, it seemed.
Though he was no stranger to his sexual urges, Tomas hadn’t been
with a woman who preferred the same things. Not really. But Susanna
seemed to enjoy what he did with her, and he found that
exciting.

He still didn’t know how to get from one week to
the next without incident. Spanking was not a cure for addiction,
but it was damn sexy. Tomas recalled how beautiful her round ass
looked over his lap, how good the sting of his hand on her skin
was, and what a turn-on it was when her butt turned red from his
punishment.

Susanna enjoyed it as much as he did, inflaming
his desire. Every time he was with her, Tomas was pushed deeper
under her spell, and there seemed no end to his need for her. How
far he could go, he wasn’t sure. But he intended to test the water,
and see where it would lead.

Sex together wasn’t the issue. It hadn’t been.
Susanna had other problems, though, and Tomas continued to feel
helpless in that regard. He understood, partly. But there was a lot
to know about her. They would have the day together, which would
provide an opportunity for him to find out more.

Susanna stirred in his arms, and he stroked her
soft back, admiring the black rose tattoo with its waterfall of
petals. He fingered the silver one, curious if it had special
significance. Then she woke up, captivating his full attention.

His cock was hard, due to having a gorgeous
woman draped over him. Susanna looked up and smiled. Tomas pulled
her up for a kiss, and one thing led to another. Making love, sweet
and slow, in the warmth of his bed was a sensual dream.

Susanna rolled on the condom for him, and slid
it down over his shaft. She was wet, hot, and inviting. Without any
need to talk, she looked into his eyes and moved over him. Arousal
roared into blazing desire, and, panting loudly, she came in his
arms. The second she pulsed around him, Tomas was ripped apart by
his own release and came along with her.

Susanna fell onto his chest and he wrapped his
arms around her. When her breathing slowed, she looked up at him,
her clear blue eyes more beautiful than ever.

“Good morning, baby,” he said, and ran a finger
down the bridge of her nose.

She smiled demurely. “Good morning.”

Susanna slid off and, propped up on one elbow,
smiled again. Tomas handled the condom, then turned on his side to
face her.

“So what do you want to do today?”

She raised her eyebrows. “We’re spending the day
together?”

“Sure, it’s Saturday. I don’t have to be
anywhere, do you?”

“Nope.”

“You look stunning with that flush in your
cheeks,” he said.

She reached out and touched his lips. “It’s your
fault.”

Tomas sat up. “I want to do something you like.
I don’t know what that is. You have to tell me.”

Susanna sat up and pulled the sheet over her.
“You mean besides sex?”