Page 46 of Vow to Hate You
“Can’t answer?” he questioned with a wicked smirk. “Alright…we’ll do this a different way.”
“Do what?” I choked out, my heart hammering against my ribs.
“If you want me to stop, then you saymarriage. Understand?”
“A safe word?” I breathed out, succeeding in sounding snarky. “I don’t think we have a good enough of a relationship for that.”
“No?” Keeping his hand tangled in my hair, he leaned down until his lips brushed mine. “I think we do. Because every signal you’re giving is telling me that you want me to keep going. But our past is clashing with what you want right now. You can’t decide. So, what’s going to happen is…I’m going to bend you over this table. Then I’m going to pin your wrists behind your back. That way, you can act like you don’t want this when we both know you really do. You want me to stop, then you say the safe word.”
My cheeks were burning, but I didn’t stop this even when he pulled his lips away from mine. His eyes were full of challenge, and knowing him, he didn’t believe I would go through with this. My neck was aching from the position he was keeping me in, but I didn’t fight against his hold, not wanting to be the first to look away.
“Say the safe word,” he demanded in a low voice. “I need to make sure you know it before I start.”
My lips twitched up at the choice of his safe word. “You have a weird sense of humor,husband.”
His eyes danced with mischief. “Say it, Talie.”
“Marriage.”
A cry escaped me when he suddenly hauled me out of the chair, his hand in my hair controlling my movements. It didn’t hurt, instead it made heated excitement spasm through me in a way I hadn’t felt in a long fucking time. He moved me away from my plate of food before forcing me down until my chest hit the table. He finally released my hair, only to snatch both my wrists and press them at the base of my spine. I wriggled in his hold, quickly realizing I wasn’t going anywhere unless he released me. Or I used the safe word—which I had no desire to say. My body was strumming with anticipation, and it was only growing with every passing second.
“I want to know how wet you are right now.” He gripped the waistband of my sweatpants.
“Why?” I taunted breathlessly. “To see how books can make me turned on more than you can?”
He chuckled. “I already know those got you all hot and bothered. But the rest of your pleasure tonight ismine. And I want to know how soaked I make you when my hand warms that beautiful ass.”
By now, he was tugging down my sweats and panties. The cool air hit me as the fabric fell around my ankles. I couldn’t see him, but the burn of his stare was enough to know he was taking in every inch of my bare skin. His grip stayed tight around my wrists as he squeezed my ass cheek with his other hand. He let out a strangled groan as his fingers drifted lower, and he brushed them over my wet pussy. I bit back my whimper when he barely grazed my clit before lifting his hand away.
“Already so wet.” He lightly ran his fingertips across my ass as he spoke. “But after I’m done with you, you’re going to be soaked.”
“So cocky,” I taunted, my voice a notch higher. “Maybe I won’t enjoy getting spanked at all. Or maybe I’ll hate it because it’syoudoing it.”
My breath hitched when his touch disappeared, and a split second later his hand cracked against my ass cheek, the noise seeming louder in the empty room.Holy shit. My skin was hot from the sting, but my pussy pulsed in a way that I immediately knew I was in trouble. Because it was a heated thrill I had never experienced before, and I wanted more.
He tenderly rubbed his palm over the spot he’d just spanked until the soreness ebbed away. When he lifted his hand from me again, I writhed against his hold, waiting impatiently for him to do it again.
“Don’t hold back,” he ordered. “I want to hear how much you’re loving this.”
I bit my tongue, swallowing the moan when his palm connected with my ass again. If he touched my pussy right now, there was no doubt I’d be fucking dripping at this point. The hot sting bled together with the waves of pleasure, and it was taking everything not to voice how much I needed a release.
When his hand met my ass for a third time in the same spot, I succumbed to his touch, letting out a whimper when he trailed his fingers over my lower back. My ass was throbbing and hot. Every nerve in my body was on fire as I squirmed against the table. He reached between my legs again, and I arched my back, silently telling him what I wanted.
“Fucking soaked,” he groaned out hoarsely. “Keep your words, Talie. Your body is telling all your secrets. Whether or not you hate me like you claim—there is no denying how much youloveme getting you all worked up.”
“Specifically you?” I asked, unable to hold back. “The only reason I’m enjoying this is because I’m imagining someone else doing this to me?—”
He suddenly yanked me up, and I let out a surprised yelp when he spun me around before pushing me back into the table. My arms were now free, but I didn’t move a muscle when he wrapped his fingers around my throat, keeping me in place. He loomed over me, his heated gaze locking on me. His other hand went back between my thighs, and he lightly rubbed my clit while the pressure on my throat was enough that I had to work for a breath.
“I know what you want,” he murmured while he slipped a finger inside me, his palm pressing against my clit. “And I’ll give it to you. But not unless you ask.”
Defiance burned through me, clashing with the pleasure his touch was overwhelming me with. He pushed a second finger inside me before slowly plunging them in and out. My chest heaved as I sucked in shallow breaths as he kept his grip firm on my throat.
“Do you like being restrained?” he asked, his eyes staying locked on mine. “I think you liked how I trapped your wrists just as much as when I spanked you.”
“Don’t act like you know me,” I forced out through the haze of pleasure as he continued to finger me.
A wicked gleam hit his eye. “Five years isn’t long enough to forget anything about you. We grew up together. Though, your sexual kinks are something I need to learn. I have a feeling you love the necklace I’m giving you. Am I right?”
