this,” she
said, rubbing her ass against his groin. “Do me from
behind.”
Arms wrapped around her middle, his palms
covered her breasts and then his lips touched the side of her neck.
“This is officially the last time I allow you to tell her how you
want it.”
He kneaded her breasts until her nipples
puckered. “The next time, you’ll do as I say. Deal?”
If there ever would be a next time…
“Deal.”
His erection rested thick and hot against
the crack of her ass. His hands slid down her stomach, cupped her
mound.
Her moan drowned out his hoarse groan as he
found her swollen, ready. His mouth brushed her spine as he dropped
to his knees.
Tracing a finger between her butt cheeks, he
said, “It’s hard to stay upset at you when your ass has the cutest
freckles I’ve ever seen.”
He kissed her there. Silly little kisses
that made her heart ache. She wasn’t prepared that he was gentle,
still took his time, still went to his knees to kiss her.
“ Whatever you want,” he
said, “I will do for you tonight.”
She wished he would just take her, without
asking, without waiting for her approval, in whatever way he
wanted.
She lifted her arms above her head, crossed
her wrists. “Tell me you tied my hands.”
For a breathless moment, she feared he would
laugh, would reject her wish for play pretend, then his hand
wrapped around her crossed wrists, pinned her to the tiles.
“ Your hands are tied,” he
whispered against her neck, increasing the pressure on her wrists
just a notch to make his point. “Don’t fight it or I’ll have to
punish you.”
Chills erupted over her skin, eyes fluttered
shut. “Yes,” she whispered, savoring his last words that had shot
straight to her pussy. “Spank me if I don’t behave.”
He nibbled at her shoulder with his teeth,
just enough to hurt, just enough to bring pleasure. “Anything else
I can do for you,” he murmured, catching her earlobe between his
teeth.
“ Put your fingers between
my legs, touch me, tell me how it feels,” she whispered, her heart
hammering against her ribs, and tensed as he slipped his right hand
between her legs while holding her wrists against the wall with his
other.
“ Swollen,” he said roughly,
and then pushed a finger inside her, “and hot, wet.” He slipped out
of her pussy and rimmed her ass. When he pushed his finger inside,
he choked out, “so tight.”
“ Please,” she moaned,
bucking against him when he worked his finger in and out of her ass
then slipped another finger inside her pussy. In and out, he moved,
excruciatingly slow, almost detached. “Please stop,” she begged,
and drew in a disappointed breath when he did just that.
“ What else do you want?” he
asked, his fingers trailing up the side of her rib cage, tickling
her.
“ I want your cock in my
mouth,” she said, wondering how it would feel if he held her by the
nape of her neck and ordered her to suck him.
“ Your hands are tied,” he
said, amusement ringing from his voice. “Sorry, you can’t turn
around or kneel before me.”
He increased the pressure but she wriggled
one hand free only to yell out in pain as he spanked her with his
flat hand so hard on the ass that stars danced before her eyes.
“Behave, girl,” he said roughly, sending her pussy into a spasm of
contractions as the pain grew into sharp pleasure.
“ Please,” she moaned,
moving her hips against him, seeking his touch, not caring if he
spanked or stroked, anything, but she needed the
release.
As if sensing her condition, his fingers
found her clit, working her in lazy circles. “Faster,” she
breathed, “do it faster.” This time, she knew what she wanted when
she wriggled her hand free.
Pain spread from her ass to her pussy as his
hand landed on her ass, the smacking sound making her aware how
loud her own breathing had become. “Do it again,” she said, craving
the heat his spanking created, the high the pain left her in as it
slipped into
James S. Olson, Randy W. Roberts