Impulse Control Goodies (Warning: Adult Content)

Life got a little crazier than normal this week, and I was left juggling a whole lot of things. Burned fingers, broken down cars, Halloween, vet visits, screwy computers, etc, etc. So I didn’t get to do some of the things I had planned for the impending release of Impulse Control this Tuesday, 11/4. I thought I’d share a little something for you on the hot side. Enjoy!

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He crouched, drawing his hands up her calves. He flipped the release, cupping her calf as he removed one boot, then the other. Flat footed, she felt steadier, and even widened her stance for a sturdier base.

Vaughn gave a quiet sound to signal he was pleased by her position. He even slid his hand higher to rest lightly against her inner thigh. He brushed his thumb through the damp curls between her legs, and made another sound of approval. The falls of the flogger slapped against her bottom as he cupped her.

“Also very nice.” His voice had dropped another octave. The rumble of it made Selene wetter. Hotter. Ready. Achy. Needy. She wanted him to shift his hand, touch her clit to give her some relief, but he seemed to do everything in his power to avoid that.

As Vaughn’s touch withdrew, she whimpered. He moved away and the impulse flogger lit fire to her ass. She gasped even as she arched her back, silently wanting more. Heat gathered wherever the energy bands contacted. Her clit throbbed in time to the hits. Desire licked at her skin, spinning her higher as he continued with expert skill.

“Open for me, kitten.” Lost in the pleasure, she did as ordered. And was rewarded with a light slap between her legs. The touch of pain she expected didn’t accompany the hit. Pleasure more powerful than anything she’d ever experienced washed over her.

He smoothed his hand over the curve of skin on her bottom. A gentle caress to offset the powerful slap of the falls. Heat bloomed, growing more prevalent by the second. Her desire drew out, and lengthened so time seemed to stop. The blows grew harder, edging toward a pain that couldn’t be overcome by pleasure.

The falls wrapped around her torso, licking at the underside of her breast. Her bottom. Her breast again. Back and forth as her quiet moans turned to whimpers. When the flogger struck between her legs, once, twice, she jerked as a raging fire streaked through her. Her nipples grew harder, pushing against the clamps. Stinging. Throbbing.

Tingles started deep down inside her, rolling through her body with a force so powerful she couldn’t give it a name. She found his rhythm, rocking her body to meet each blow. She was so close to climax, she could taste it. Just as she felt the glorious tingling grow stronger, deeper, her hips churning as she reached for the orgasm, Vaughn severed their connection.