Chapter 2331
The moment the words left her lips, Aspen froze in shock. She could not believe she had just said that.
Had she truly sunk this low, craving his mishment like some twisted masochist?
This was exactly what Chantelle had just said!
Andrew blinked in surprise, then broke into a wicked grin. His hand came down again, delivering a series of crisp, stinging slape to her upturned backside. He made sure to strike with just enough force–not enough to truly hurt her, but enough to make her feel the sharp, tingling pain.
Aspen’s face twisted in a mix of discomfort and pleasure, her emotions caught in a confusing whirl. However, Andrew did not stop there. He explored every inch of her trembling body, pushing her to the very edge.
Soon, Aspen’s limber, sweat–soaked form arched on the mattress
Andrew quickly realized that Aspen did not just tolerate the pain–she craved it. The more he pushed her, the more alive she seemed, her reactions only growing wilder.
It was completely unexpected. On the surface, this sharp–tongued, aloof servant girl always acted like an ice queen, impossible to crack/But now, it was clear she was not just repressed–she was deeply, desperately craving this rough, unrestrained passion.
“Oh, Master, please keep spanking me, punish me! Not just my backside—I want you to grab me, whip me, make me yours…”
Her trembling, tear–tinged voice echoed through the room, tinged with a hint of desperate longing.
Even with Andrew’s iron will, her words shot through his veins like a lightning bolt, setting his blood on fire. With a growl, he gave up any pretense of restraint. His hands grabbed the thin silk of her nightgown, and with a single, brutal motion, he tore it into pieces.
The shredded fabric fluttered to the floor, revealing her flawless, snow–white skin, as smooth and delicate as fine porcelain.
Aspen instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, her body trembling. “Y–You can’t take the final step…”
Andrew’s smile was cold, his breath coming out in hot, ragged bursts. “At this point, do you really think I’m going to stop?”
Aspen barely had time to react before he seized her, twisting her into a deeply humiliating position. In the next moment, he took her completely without hesitation.
A blinding, explosive sensation ripped through Aspen’s mind like a bolt of lightning shattering the darkness. She threw her head back, her long, pale neck arching as she gasped for air.
At first, the pain was overwhelming, sharp enough to push her to the edge of unconsciousness. But then came a flood of warmth that washed over her, enveloping her in a deep, all–consuming heat.
“Andrew… I love you… Don’t stop… Harder…”
She managed to choke out the words between breathless gasps, just before the next wave crashed over her, pulling her under
completely.
That night, Aspen experienced a kind of pleasure she had never imagined, a feeling that wrapped around her soul like a vine, tightening with every pulse. At the same time, a deep, bone–weary exhaustion set in, making her entire body feel boneless, her thighs trembling with lingering spasms.
It went on for nearly four hours. Even Andrew, for all his stamina, felt his strength sapped by the time it was over. As soon as he collapsed beside her, he fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Aspen nestled against his chest, her breathing soft and steady, completely spent. The moment he released her, she slipped into unconsciousness, her lips still curled into a faint, contented smile. 1
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To hell with Stockholm syndrome, to hell with masochistic tenderles. I want him. I crave le touch his raw, unwetrained passion. Nothing else matters, she thought.
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