6
REBECCA
My mouth fell open at his words and I felt a moment of stark fear. "You said you wouldn't beat me," I whispered.
Connor slowly shook his head and his eyes stayed heated, not angry. "Beat ye? Never, but dinna think I willna turn ye over my knee for a s******g if ye deserve it."
They seemed to be resolved that I would simply bow to their wishes in this, when the feelings they wrought, just by their mouths on my breasts—they'd barely touched me!—was unlike anything I'd ever known. On one strong pull by Dash's mouth, my hands went to their heads and held on. Perhaps their attentions were more ardent as if trying to force pleasure upon me. I quickly gave up that notion for they did not seem to need to force me at all. They were coaxing me, slowly and rather easily, into pleasure.
