His to Command #3: The Revelation Read Free

large window that overlooked a ravine behind the house. Moonlight cascaded over the icy landscape, illuminating it in a soft, white glow.
    She walked to the back of the couch and released his hand, then she leaned over the couch, slowly drawing up her nightshirt as she bent over. She could feel the cool air on her naked behind. She only wore a thong, so he would have a full view of her naked ass.
    * * *
    “What the hell are you doing?” Matt had trouble keeping his voice steady with her leaning over the back of the couch, her deliciously round, naked ass totally exposed.
    “Punish me, Matt.”
    His pulse quickened and his fingers itched to reach for her. To stroke along that smooth, white flesh.
    Fuck. “But, Kate, after what you went through …”
    “I trust you, Matt. I know you’d never hurt me.”
    Her words reached inside him and tore at his heart. How could he turn down her show of trust?
    He stared at her creamy, round flesh, the moonlight caressing it in soft light. He stepped closer, unable to resist the need to touch her, his cock swelling painfully.
    But he shouldn’t get involved with her physically, since starting a romantic relationship with her again was not an option. Having sex, or whatever this would be, was a bad idea. A really bad idea.
    But she trusted him. And this would be a healing step for her—to get past what that guy had done to her. He couldn’t say no.
    Fuck, he didn’t want to say no.
    * * *
    As Kate felt him draw near, she thought she might feel anxiety, given her experience with Victor, but she really did trust Matt. Completely.
    She felt Matt’s hand on her ass. She expected an immediate slap, but instead, he stroked. Gently. Tenderly. His big hand cupped her, then glided sideways. As he stroked her buttocks, heat washed through her at his masculine touch. His was so big and strong. She wanted him to touch more of her. Her nipples peaked at the thought, and her insides tightened.
    Then his hand drew away. Suddenly, it smacked across her ass, making her gasp. It didn’t hurt, but it smarted. Her skin tingled where his hand still rested against her.
    Then he drew back his hand and smacked her again.
    * * *
    Her gasp sent heat thrumming through him. His cock swelled even harder. He smacked again, then left his hand resting on her heated skin. Her ass was so round and perfect. He raised his hand and smacked again.
    He could hear her accelerated breathing. She was turned on. He smacked again and she gasped again, then moaned.
    “Do you like this, Kate?”
    “Oh, yes, Sir.”
    Oh, fuck. His cock jerked to full mast. He wanted to drive into her so badly.
    “Do you want me to keep spanking you?”
    “Yes, please, Sir.” She squirmed, her glowing red ass beckoning to him.
    * * *
    Kate couldn’t believe how this made her feel. His smack stung, making her skin tingle. And she wanted more. Excitement churned through her and she could feel the moisture pooling between her legs.
    “Please, Sir, punish me.”
    * * *
    Matt stifled a groan. Her words were killing him, sucking the strength from him. She owned him. But he didn’t care right now. He wanted to give her what she wanted.
    He smacked her again and she moaned. Again and again his hand clashed with her flesh, the smack sounding loudly in the silence of the room.
    “Oh, yes.” Her breathy words ground through him.
    God, he wanted her right now. He would love to pull aside the crotch of her thong and drive right into her. But he wouldn’t. That’s not what she’d invited him to do. He smacked again and her ecstatic moan thrilled him.
    He sensed she was close to orgasm. He didn’t know if the spanking would take her all the way there or not. And he didn’t want to keep hitting her. To bring her release, he’d have to go harder, faster. Her skin already sported an angry redness.
    He wanted to caress her. To bring her pleasure. So as he smacked her again, he stroked her ass with his other hand. Then glided his fingers between