Topping the Domme (Crime and Punishment)

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senseless.”
    Karina snorted, but inside a little thrill went through her at his softly spoken words.
    “I told,” he murmured. “Now you have to tell me.”
    She smiled slightly. “Not sure I can top that.”
    “You were wet, Kay,” he whispered. “Did the punishment turn you on?”
    Did it? She’d been aroused from the moment they got here. In the car even. And none of it had to do with the spanking. It all had to do with Brayden and the way he made her feel when he touched her. But she couldn’t tell him that. Not that.
    “Karina,” he said more firmly.
    “I think…that maybe it did.”
    Brayden moved his hand between her legs. Karina tightened her thighs, holding his hand trapped. “Brayden,” she gasped.
    “Karina. Open your legs.” He dipped his head and whispered in her ear. “We’re being watched, kitten.”
    “We’re always watched in a club,” she murmured, but widened her thighs, allowing him to touch her.

    Brayden felt the cream coating her pussy and wanted to bury his face there and taste her. She was so wet and hot, so delectably sexy as she cuddled next to his chest.
    He teased her opening by slowly running his fingers around the entrance, then upward, touching just at the bottom of her clit. She shifted a bit, allowing her legs to open wider. He loved how responsive she was to his touch.
    “I think I like this side of you,” he whispered. “Did you get to talk to any of the subs?”
    “What?” she breathed. “Oh. Mm-hmm.”
    Her fingers fisted in his shirt as he continued the teasing. God, he wanted her. His balls were drawn up so tight, they actually hurt.
    “You’re really going to talk to me about this now?” she whispered.
    Brayden chuckled softly and nuzzled her neck just below her ear. “Yes. What did you find out?”
    He felt her shiver, then lifted his head to peer into her face. She looked up at him with half-open eyes that darkened in passion. When aroused, her eyes were such a dark, vivid blue, and right now they frowned at him in slight aggravation. “There are a couple of sadists we should check into.”
    “We’ll do that.”
    He thrust two fingers into her tight passage. Karina moaned as her walls contracted around his fingers, sucking them deeper. He fucked her slowly, working his fingers in and out, then pulling them free to circle her clit before thrusting back in again.
    “Faster,” she commanded in a soft breathy voice.
    “You don’t get to top from the bottom, kitten,” he said as he pulled his fingers free of her pussy.
    “Brayden,” she moaned and glared up at him.
    “Are you glaring at your Dom?” he asked.
    He slid his fingers into his mouth and sucked the cream from his knuckles. God, she tasted good.
    Her frown relaxed, but the heat in her eyes intensified. Brayden got the distinct impression she wanted to tie him to one of the whipping poles and flog him for not getting her off. Brayden smiled slightly.
    “That’s what you get for trying to give me orders. One thing you should know, kitten. I do what I want, when I want, and how I want.”
    Her eyes narrowed, and he chuckled.
    “The sooner you learn that, the better.”

Chapter Nine
    Karina strolled into her suite and dropped her purse and jacket on the table before walking to the bed and falling onto it on her stomach. She was tired and so damn aroused.
    Brayden never did make her come, but then he hadn’t either, so she was sure he was just as bad off as she was. Served him right, in her opinion.
    She felt the bed sink as Brayden braced his knee next to hers, swung one leg over her thighs and then leaned over, laying a hand beside each of her shoulders. Karina tensed, but didn’t say anything.
    This was Brayden. Just Brayden.
    “Long night,” he murmured, then kissed her shoulder. “You okay, Karina?”
    “Other than being so damn horny, I could scream, I’m fine,” she grumbled into the pillow.
    Brayden chuckled and kissed the side of her neck.
    “You’re not helping,”

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