“But that’s not all I bought.”

“It’s not?” His eyes widened, and he pressed a hand to his crotch. Things were clearly getting uncomfortable for him in the underwear region.

Lisa stifled a smirk. “No.” Crossing to the dresser, she opened the top drawer, where she’d stashed the spanking paddle. She drew it out, deliberately holding it in front of her so Dean couldn’t see it until she was ready.

“I bought some stuff from that party I went to last week. This lot, for starters.” She let the robe drop to the floor, revealing her lingerie-clad form. She hadn’t put shoes on, despite knowing that would have sexed the look up a further notch, but only because she knew falling on her arse would undo all her good work. She’d never been one for heels.

“Um… I’m not sure what to say. Except think of every good, complimentary word in the English language and… that. I say again, I’m a very lucky man.”

If he came quickly then wanted to fuck Rochelle again five minutes later, that was exactly what he would do. If he wanted to fuck until they were both raw, that was fine too. It didn’t matter. She was his new plaything and would submit to anything he did or requested of her. And he couldn’t be any happier about it.

Rocking his hips slowly at first, then faster, Evan enjoyed the change of pace. He knew that if he teased himself to the brink, then denied himself, then did it again and again, by the time he actually came it would be explosive. And he couldn’t think of a better way of celebrating the discovery of his unexpected submissive.

Evan marvelled at how quickly he’d gotten back on the horse, so to speak. It seemed his dominant persona and ability to talk dirty and issue threats had never gone away, they’d just been in hibernation. And thank fuck for that, because right now they were being called to the fore in a big way.

She was so wet that he met little resistance from her tight internal muscles as he pushed inside; they simply gave way, as submissive as the woman they were part of. Soon, he was buried in her to the hilt, his balls pressing against her body, already tingling with the need to come. He sucked in a deep breath, attempting to dampen down his desperation to climax.

It didn’t work. After a beat, he figured that since he was the one in charge, it didn’t matter when he came, whether it was after two seconds or two hours.

“Yes, Sir, I did. Very much.” The tone of her voice told him that she wasn’t just going through the motions, telling him what he wanted to hear; she meant every word.

“You horny little bitch. Let’s see if you’re still enjoying it when my body is slapping hard against your beautifully punished arse as I fuck you.” He didn’t give her chance to reply, instead moving right up behind her, gripping one hip and then grasping his shaft in the other hand. Butting the head of his cock up against her entrance, he spoke again.

“One day, my dear, I’m going to stick my dick up that tight little arse of yours, and you’re going to like it. But for now, your juicy pussy will do.”