Rory Reynolds

“There is something you need to know about me… I don’t just like punishing naughty girls. I like to punish well behaved little girls. I want you to be my good girl and I want to turn your ass red anyway. I want to see your big blue eyes fill with tears as you ask me why and beg me to stop… and then I want to fuck you until you scream.”

I slowly enter her, doing my best to be gentle. Estella’s breathy moans as I make love to her are nearly my undoing. She pushes her ass back as I thrust and she cries out. I grip her hip and hold her still.

“Nuh-uh, slow. Gentle,” I scold.

She lets out a frustrated sound and I nip her ear.

“Please, Daddy. More. I want it. Don’t hold back.”

I groan as she begs me to fuck her, the dirty word easily falling from her lips. I know I told her cursing was a no-no but hearing her beg for me to fuck her makes me revise that thought. There is nothing hotter than my innocent princess begging for my cock

I don’t stop spanking as I fuck her, not until she’s begging me to stop. I ignore her pleas. Her ass is a bright red when I’m done. Her eyes are glazed over and even if she wasn’t dripping wet I would know she loved every second of it. I rub her heated cheeks and she moans, pushing back against me. Just yesterday she was an innocent virgin. Today she is a wanton begging for more. I’m a lucky man

After several minutes, I stop and look at what I’ve drawn. A woman kneels at the feet of a man. She’s got her head resting against his muscular thigh while his hand rests on top of her head as if to hold her to him. It’s the perfect representation of what I crave.

I think I can do that, baby.” I run my fingertips up and down her inner thigh, relishing the feel of her silky-soft skin. “Do you want me to make you come with my fingers?” I move my fingers higher up her thigh until my pinky finger barely grazes her panties. I lean in close until my lips are against her ear, lowering my voice to an impassioned whisper. “Or do you want me to lick that sweet little cunt until you come all over my face?” Sugar lets out a needy little moan when I take her earlobe between my teeth and give it a little nip. “Or do you want me to fill your aching pussy with my cock and fuck you until you forget your own name?”

What’s wrong?” I ask, ready to burn the whole building down to fix whatever it is that’s diminished that spark of hers.

“Don’t let the voices of toxic people be the loudest voice in your head.”

For the first time since I took over Titan-Rose, I feel resentment for my position. From the moment my father died, I took up the mantel and have poured everything I am into making this company a success, and I have. Now that I’ve found Sugar, I’m starting to realize how empty that success is without someone to share it with

He looks at me with amusement. “Something funny, babygirl?”

“I can carry that,” I say, nodding to the bag slung over his shoulder.

Oliver lets out a quiet growl, pulling me against his body. “I know you can carry it, but when you’re with me, you shouldn’t have to.”

Holy panty-melting sweetness.

“I would rather cut off my own hand than ever raise it in anger against you. I have zero desire to control your life. I want to give you a safe space to be who you are.” I gently grip her shoulders, willing her to hear and trust my words. “I only want what you will freely give me. Nothing more. If you never want to do a scene outside of Bidden and Bound, I will respect that. We can be the vanillaest kinky couple in the world outside the club