“Let me in.”There’s no entreaty to his voice, only quiet command.
For some reason, I respond to this show of authority and drop back from the door.
He sweeps in, catching me up around the waist and walking me a few steps backward until I hit the wall.I push against his chest, but he catches my wrist and pins it to the wall beside my head.His mouth attacks mine in a searing kiss.
“Everything okay in there?”
Crap.Now it’s my neighbor.Blaze came in so fast he didn’t bother to close the door.
“Shut the door,” he barks now, not looking away from me.
“Lia?Are you all right?”My middle-aged neighbor is a nice enough guy—a computer geek who takes care of his elderly mom.But now is not the moment for a visit.
“Yes, please shut the door,” I answer.
Blaze rewards me with another brutal kiss.His thigh pushes between my legs, but when he comes up for air, he wants to talk.“You scared the shit out of me, Lia.”He leans against his forearms on the wall, framing my head.“I thought you were going to get shot or worse.And then I just blew a gasket.”
“I noticed,” I mutter.
“I’m sorry I yelled.”
It’s way more of an apology than I expected, mainly because everything he said to me was true.I don’t know what to say, so I simply lift my lips for another kiss.He delivers, softer this time, although not gentle by any means.He slides a hand up my shirt and palms my breast while his tongue sweeps between my lips.I kiss him back, lifting one leg to wrap around him, offering no resistance as he helps pull it higher.
He shoves my bra cup down and thumbs across my taut nipple at the same time he bites my lower lip.“You ever been fucked up against a wall before?”He pulls my shirt off over my head.
“Uh uh.”I unbuckle his belt.
“You’re going to get it now.”He whips his own t-shirt off and throws it on the floor beside mine.“Lifting that leg up around my waist.You’re just begging to be fucked right here, aren’t you, little dragon?”
I get his zipper down, but he catches both my wrists and lifts them up.“Interlace your hands and put them on top of your head.”
I steal a glance at the harsh lines of his face as I slowly obey.
“That’s right.Like you’re under arrest.Now hold them there.You move, you’ll be punished.Understand?”
I nod, my pussy clenching at the wordpunished.
“Good girl.”He yanks my leggings down and off my legs.I wasn’t wearing panties with them, so I’m standing in nothing but my tangled bra now.He taps my inner thighs.“Spread your legs.”When I do, he squats down and licks into me, feasting on my juices.
I manage to keep my hands on my head for about ten seconds, but when he starts flicking my clit with his tongue, I forget all about the order.My hands drop to tear at his hair, pull his face into my pussy.
To my disappointment, he stands up, tsking.
Smack.
He slaps between my legs, spanking my pussy.“What did I tell you to do with your hands, Sparks?”I scramble to put them back on my head, but he shakes his.“Too late for that.Now you’re getting spanked.I’ll start here.”He slaps between my legs again.It stings and I shift my hips, craving release.
He leans his forehead against mine and slaps me repeatedly between the legs.“You’re going to get spanked hard, little girl.”
“No,” I whimper even though I love every second of it.I’m grateful for this reset—glad he’s here, making me forget our quarrel.
“Turn around.”Not giving me time to obey his order, he completes the action himself, spinning me around and pressing my hands against the wall.He pulls my hips so I’m forced to take a step back with both my feet.“Ass out, arch that back.”
He slaps my ass.
I welcome the sting, the echo of flesh striking flesh that fills my small apartment.It’s all I can do not to moan.
He slaps me again and again, gradually picking up speed and increasing intensity until I’m tucking my tail and dancing my hips away from his hand.“Turn around, Lia.”His voice is rough, lips right beside my ear.I turn and he rolls a condom onto his length.He slides an arm behind my hips and lifts me.“Legs around my waist.”
