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stone silent and eating her up with his smoky eyes. God, how she wanted to ask him, but rules were rules.
    After what seemed an eternity, he patted the mattress next to his thigh. Without hesitation, Ellie crossed the room, anticipation rising with each footstep. She smiled shyly when she arrived at the bed, but only for a second because, to her utter shock, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her flat across his lap. One hand pressed heavily between her shoulder blades while the other caressed the cheeks of her ass. When a finger tickled along her crack, she wiggled her hips, discovering that in her current position, her clit could make perfect contact with his denim-clad thigh. She relaxed, let her head loll forward and savored his gentle touch.
    “What the hell? ” she cried out as his hand slapped one butt cheek with authority. She tried to turn her head, but he was now holding her at the back of her neck, making it impossible for her to see anything but the floor. His fingers tightened noticeably in her soft flesh as she tried to squirm off of his lap.
    “That was definitely a question,” he stated sternly, swatting her other cheek with equal intensity. “Bad girls who can't behave get punished. Didn't I make that clear to you?”
    Once, twice, three times, his hand connected with her ass, sending stinging heat radiating down her legs, up her spine and straight to her pussy. Ellie wasn't sure what was more shocking, the fact he was paddling her like an errant child, or the fact it was turning her on big time. When his tongue touched her sensitized flesh, she wantonly raised her hips.
    “See, Eleanor? A little pain can be highly stimulating if applied properly.”
    His teeth nipped, and Ellie squealed.
    “You have the perfect ass.” He slid his hand between her thighs, finding her soaked and swollen. Gathering some of her cream, he slid his fingers back to her puckered anus. “Have you ever taken anything here?” He tapped gently.
    “No, Jackson.” She squeezed shut her eyes and her entire body tensed.
    “Relax.” His finger began to press. “You definitely want my fingers before my cock.”
    Ellie drew a ragged breath and grabbed two handfuls of bed covers when he slowly breached her virgin channel, but she didn't stop him. She whimpered at the unknown sensation of something wiggling and rotating in her anus. It definitely wasn't unpleasant, as evidenced by the moisture building in her pussy, but she was keenly aware one finger was a far cry from Jackson's fully erect penis. She pushed that reality from her mind in order to concentrate on the heat racing through her system. When he pulled almost all the way out, only to return with two fingers, she blew out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding and pressed up into his hand.
    “That's it, Eleanor. Ride my fingers while they fuck your ass.” He steadily increased his pressure and tempo, causing her pussy to move against his leg. “Imagine how intense it's going to be when I slide my dick deep.” He added a third finger.
    Her hips bucked wildly, and she couldn't help the little mewling sounds she made.
    “Tell me what you're feeling.”
    “Oh my God, Jackson!” She met him stroke for stroke, desperately needing to end this incredible torture with the orgasm that fluttered just out of her reach. “That feels incredible. Please make me come. I have to come! I'm so close!”
    Again, she was begging him, and again, she didn't give a damn. Her world was completely focused on her body's catastrophic level of arousal and the man who was orchestrating it. Ellie was on fire from her hair follicles to the tips of her toes. She knew, without a doubt, any second now, he would bring her to glorious fulfillment.
    Her disappointment was dizzying when his fingers retreated from her ass and he lifted her up by the shoulders to sit shakily next to him on the bed. She stared dumbfounded as Jackson stood. Tears of utter frustration shimmered in her