Trace & Tori [The ShadowDance Club 4] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Avery Gale Page B

being bombarded with. “Let me take a guess here and speculate that you are wondering why a spanking would turn you on so much, am I right, princess?” Bingo! Boy, I sure hope you don’t play poker, Tori.
    When Tori tried to turn her head, Trace held her face to his, he wasn’t going to let her hide her face as she spoke to him. “Yes, I just don’t understand it at all. It didn’t really hurt so much as it stung, but the fire seemed to go to umm…well, to other parts of me…and in a big hurry, too.”
    Trace didn’t even try to suppress his chuckle. “Well, sweetness, there are some really complicated answers to that question, but the short version is, the body’s interpretation of sexual pleasure and pain are very, very similar, and the line is easily blurred. I see from your expression you aren’t convinced. I’ll explain more about that later, but right now, I want to see exactly how that spanking affected you, so up you go. And I want you to move over to the bed and get into position, right now.”
    Tori hurried to get her body positioned as Trace had indicated earlier. As he stood back and looked at her he couldn’t help but send up a prayer of thanks to God, because she was fucking perfect. Her lushly rounded ass was a beautiful red, the tops of her long legs formed a perfect frame for her pussy lips that were swollen with arousal and glistened beautifully with her juices.
    Trace could just make out the soft round curves of her breasts and wondered how she would react to nipple clamps or even better nipple clamps that were attached to a clit clamp so that each breath she took caused a pull on both ends of a jeweled chain. He was already designing it in his head and would talk to their local jeweler as soon as possible. Climax was lucky enough to have a hometown craftsman who was also a Dom, so he was always more than happy to craft specialty kink items on the side. Trace had heard the man’s kink line was selling like wildfire through his website. Trace made a mental note to check it out now that he had a woman to decorate. Wow! When did I start thinking about Tori as my woman? Fuck! Who am I kidding? She was mine the minute I laid eyes on her outside the bar.
    Running his hands up her thighs, he positioned his engorged cock at her entrance and pushed in to the hilt. He heard her gasp in surprise and was grateful she was so wet and ready for him. “Oh, sweetness you are so very wet for me. That makes me awfully happy as well as extremely horny. And the feel of your pussy rippling along my cock is something just this side of heaven. I could happily stay right here the rest of my days.” Trace began to slowly withdraw from her depths and then set a random pace so she was always trying to stretch back and get just a bit more. He wanted to keep her right on the edge while he built her up further and further, he planned to give her an orgasm that she would remember forever, and he would do it, too, even if his cock was screaming for him to get on with it.
    “Feel how the ridge at the bottom of the head caresses the inside of your vagina? Can you feel my cock pulsing with a need to release that is so desperate it is almost a raging fire? That is what you do to me, princess. You tear down every defense I have, and I am reduced to pure need when I’m inside you. Grab on to the covers, princess, because I’m going to fuck you hard, and I don’t want you moving away from me.” As soon as he saw her delicate fingers grip the coverlet on top of the bed, he began a brutal pounding into her sweet depths. With each stroke he could feel his cock hitting her cervix, God she felt amazing. Just as he felt the telltale flutters of her internal muscles, he pulled out and turned her so that her ass was just barely over the edge of the bed. Trace pulled her legs up so that they hung over his arms, and he shoved his cock back in all the way. He loved this position because he could easily tilt her so his cock would slide