Chapter 16

I can feel Jackson's lips kissing the back of my neck, his hands stroking up my body. His other hand slides back down slowly over my naval. Moving, he pushes my legs open as his hand plays. I feel my moisture building, my pleasure rising as I fight off the moans. He removes his hand, and I feel the sting of the riding crop against my breast, then again quickly on my stomach before it hits harder on my clit, making me moan, muffled by the gag.

I have no idea how long I have been here. Jackson has not once fucked me. He’s just teasing, whipping, with his crop, sometimes the whip. It feels like it has been hours, and I feel myself coming back to the real world, now in control. His hands release mine, and he removes the blindfold and gag. His arms wrap around me, picking me up and carrying me to the bed. I close my eyes, feeling relaxed and I smile.

I don’t want to break the silence, but I have to.

“Thank you.” That is all I need to say, nothing else.

“I am y