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I couldn’t help it. I reached under myself and wrapped my fist round my cock, and the moment I touched it I knew exactly how stupid I’d been.
“Mark.” The slap on my arse rang like a gunshot. “Did I say you could?”
“Sorry. Sorry, I couldn’t, it was too much.”
“I know. That’s what the rule was for.” Her voice went dark and delighted. “So here’s your penalty. You’re going to come. Right now. And I am not going to stop.”
“What?”
She pulled my hand away and drove deep. I came almost at once, shouting into the pillow, a hot, pulsing release that went on and on. And Elena kept fucking me. Slow, steady, relentless. My cock was tender and swollen, and every thrust pressed that spot inside me, and the pleasure turned sharp and prickly and almost unbearable, and I started to laugh and swear all at once.
“Oh my God. Oh my God. Elena, no, yes, no, oh my God.”
“Is that a safeword?”
“No!”
“Then you’ll keep taking it.” She grabbed my hips and ground into me, and I came a second time, dry, shuddering, a strangled yell, my legs completely gone. Then she slowed, eased out and rolled me on my back, where I lay gasping like a landed fish.
“Mercy,” I managed.
“That’s not the safeword either.” But she was grinning. She lay down beside me and kissed my wrecked mouth. “Next time, hands off.”
I could not feel my toes.
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