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what comes next, princess.” He slid one finger inside her.
    The combination of pain and incredible pleasure made her moan. When he administered number four, she was lost in the haze of desire. She arched her hips, presenting her ass to him.
    “So nice and pink.” He pulled his finger out and stroked her abused flesh. “One more.”
    He leaned over her, his mouth at her ear. “One more spank then I’m going to make you beg. He slipped two fingers into her. His other hand cupped her dangling breasts, his fingers playing with her hard nipples.
    Oh god . She pushed herself onto the fingers teasing her pussy. “Yes, Sir. Please, Sir.”
    He pulled his fingers away and kissed her, starting at the nape of her neck and slowly moving down her spine. “Please, what?”
    “Please fuck me.” Jaimie was panting and trying to hold his fingers inside her, but he kept sliding them out, making her wait before entering her again.
    “If I let you come, will you scream?” He slid his fingers into her hard and fast.
    She bucked against his hand. “Yes,” she gasped. “Yes, Sir,” she repeated, her voice rising as his fingers found her sensitive G-spot and pressed hard. “God.” She was ready. And desperate.
    The sting of his palm caught her unaware, and she cried out, more from shock as she’d forgotten. The unexpected pain heightened the pleasure he stirred. She thrust her hips back, seeking more. She wanted him to fuck her hard and fast.
    “Not yet. I want you wild.” His finger parted her curl-covered lips. He found her sensitive clit and touched her. Her buttocks clenched. “You want me to touch you and turn you into a wild woman?”
    “Yes,” Jaime cried out. She tried to press herself against his finger but he shifted it, just enough that he still touched her but not with any pressure.
    “Who’s in control, my lovely sub? Who’s the boss?” He stroked her lightly.
    Jaimie panted and whimpered as he continued to tease her, with one finger at her clit and two brushing the slick opening to her pussy.
    “Answer me.”
    “You are.”
    “That’s right. I’m in control.” He slid his fingers inside her. “And I’m going to bring you to the edge over and over and not let you come.”
    Jaimie’s hips pumped against his fingers as they thrust in and out of her. His finger on her clit pressed then released, a steady beat that tore guttural moans from her.
    “Please,” she begged, fighting to keep her body from splintering apart.
    “Not yet, my naughty slut.” He stepped back, pulled her around to face him. “Lift your leg.” He tapped her left leg, lifted, and set it on the back of the bench.
    Staring into his gleaming eyes, Jaimie panted, her body on fire, eager to see what he had planned. When he got down onto his knees, she whimpered. He had the sexiest mouth and the slickest tongue, and he knew how to pleasure her with both. His dark head against her blond curls pleased her more than it should. God, if only this man were truly her prince. She had the feeling he had set the bar impossibly high for any other man.
    “You’d better hold on, princess,” he warned, glancing up at her.
    Jaimie drew in a deep breath as his fingers parted her, sliding up her wet lips, opening her for his hungry gaze.
    “You are so wet, so pink. Like strawberry ice cream. Do you like ice cream, Cinderella?”
    His breath on her flesh was driving her crazy. “Yes!”
    “Are you a licker?” He licked her pussy. “Or a biter?”
    Jaimie gasped when he nipped her on one soft fold. “What?” How did he expect her to think, let alone talk when his face was pressed against her pussy?
    He pulled back. “Do you lick your ice cream cone, swirling your tongue around the treat, or do you start at the top and bite into the ice cream?”
    “I—I lick.”
    “Good because I’m going to lick you and taste you.”
    At the touch of his tongue lazily licking her up her slit and down, Jaimie forgot about being in the open, didn’t care