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bright it was a turn on in and of itself.
    After another minute or two, he pulled out of her mouth.
    “Stand up,” he commanded. He pulled his belt out of his pants.
    Addison instantly became afraid. Was he going to hit her with the belt? The thought terrified and excited her all at once, and then she became even more afraid. Not of getting belted, but of her excitement. How could she want him to take the belt and spank her with it? How could that turn her on? It defied logic and reason, and yet the thought of it was making her ache.
    But she didn’t have to worry, because Nathan had other plans.
    He tied the belt around her wrists, then pulled her over to the door of the coatroom, leading her by the belt. “Arms up.”
    Addison put her arms over her head, and Nathan looped the ends of the belt up and over a hook that was on the back of the door. She felt another jolt of fear. She was completely vulnerable in this position, completely at his mercy. Her breasts rose and fell with every gasping breath she took.
    Her dress was already ruined, but Nathan wasted no time in sliding it down her body and tossing it to the floor. Then he removed her panties, leaving her in just her stilettos.
    He cupped her chin roughly and brought his mouth to hers. His kiss was penetrating and deep, making it clear her that he would be taking whatever he wanted from her. His hands found her bare breasts, cupping them as he kissed her, his fingers teasing her nipples.
    “You are mine,” he growled into her ear. “And you will not dress the way you did tonight for anyone but me. I am the only one allowed to look at your body.”
    She leaned her head back and moaned. The thought of being his and his alone turned her on so much she couldn’t take it.
    He took her chin in his hand again, and forced her to look at him. “Do you understand?”
    “Yes,” she gasped.
    His other hand moved down her body, over her stomach, trailing down between her legs. His finger found her clit, moving in a slow swirling circle. “Do you understand me?” he demanded again.
    “Yes.”
    “Tell me.”
    “I’m yours. Only yours.”
    His finger slid inside of her, and she bit down on her lip to keep from coming.
    And then, just when she was on the edge of ecstasy, he pulled away from her. He grabbed her hips, pulling her back to him, and then his cock was inside of her.
    He fucked her slowly for a few seconds, and then he began to go harder. She wrapped her legs around him, wanting him to take her body, to consume her, to use her for his pleasure.
    He fucked her harder and faster. Her back was against the door, her wrists still tied over her head, the belt cutting into her just enough to hurt. But the pleasure of him being inside of her overwhelmed any pain she was feeling.
    Finally, he came inside of her, filling her with warmth.
    He pulled out and looked at her, grinning devilishly.
    “That’s what happens when you show up somewhere looking like that,” he said.
    “I have to take from you what’s mine, and make sure you understand our arrangement.”
    “Please,” she begged. “I understand, Nathan, I do.”
    His eyes raked up and down her naked body. She felt sore and spent, but an ache burned between her legs.
    He moved toward her and kissed her again, then reached up and allowed one hand free from the belt. The other hand he kept tied.
    He moved her hand down between her legs, pushing it there, and she gasped as she realized how wet he had made her.
    “Touch yourself,” he whispered. “Touch yourself for me.”
    Her face flushed and she looked away from him, embarrassed. “I…I can’t…” she said. She had never pleasured herself in front of a man before. She didn’t even like talking about the fact that she did it, much less let someone see her doing it.
    “Addison.” He tightened his grip on her hand, the one that was tied with the belt.
    “Do as I say.”
    She moaned and began to touch herself, her fingers rubbing her clit harder and