He snorted."I don't make love.I fuck.Hard."
She crawled off his lap to her feet and pulled her t-shirt off over her head."Are we going to do that, then?"
Indecision played across his face.It was the same look he'd worn when she'd asked him to spank her.She knew he was interested—she'd seen the way he looked at her body and noticed the bulge of his cock in his jeans now.She felt vulnerable standing there in just her shorts while he was fully dressed.
He reached out and touched a bruise on her neck, his forehead crinkled with concern.
"Make me forget," she whispered.
He must have arrived at some decision because he surged to his feet."Naked."
The single word command had her pussy clenching.She yanked her shorts off.
"Hands on your head."
Oh God.Another spasm between her legs.She interlaced her fingers on the top of her head.The position lifted and spread her breasts.
"Legs apart, feet wide."
She widened her stance.Her pulse fluttered.A drip of moisture landed on the floor.She closed her eyes to block out the embarrassment of it.
"Dimples…" His voice sounded rough.He walked around behind her, trailing his palm over her hip.His fingers splayed over her belly and he pressed his hard cock against her bare, sore ass, the fabric of his jeans rough against her skin.Centimeter by centimeter he slid his hand lower until it cupped her mons, his fingers pressing against her buttons.
She jerked, a mini-orgasm rippling through her.
"You're so wet."He sounded reverent."You're so fucking wet."
"Rob…" She wanted him inside her.She wanted that hard fucking he'd promised.
He rubbed his middle finger along her slit.
She arched, tossing her head back on his shoulder, thrusting her swollen breasts into the air."Please…"
She'd never been this turned on before.In fact, sex had never been that great for her, in general.It hadn't been bad, just hadn't been "all that."This, however… this was blowing her mind.And they hadn't even gotten to the sex part yet.
He thrust two fingers inside her.
She ground against his knuckles, rubbing her juices all over his hand as she struggled for release.She thought she might die if she didn't find it soon.
Rob's other hand snaked around and palmed her right breast."These are the most perfect breasts I've ever seen."His voice rumbled low and gravelly in her ear.
She forgot to keep her hands on her head, desperate for release.She clutched at his hand between her legs and thrust his fingers deeper.
"Ah ah."He abruptly withdrew his fingers."Where should your hands be?"
"Rob."She wasn't above begging.Or whining."Rob, please."
"Lie face down on the bed with your legs wide."
A shiver of excitement flashed through her.
He released her from his grasp and she vaulted for the bed, eager to comply.The position screamed vulnerable, especially considering the state of her already toasted ass.She heard the bedside drawer rasp open.
Oh no.Please not one of the implements she'd seen in there.The wooden paddle had looked brutal.She couldn't take any more spanking.
She heard the snap of a lid opening and then Rob's fingers returned to her pussy, rubbing some kind of oil at her entrance, then parting her butt cheeks and rubbing it on her anus.She squeezed her buns together.
Rob's breath came hot on her ear."Have you ever had anything in your ass, little girl?"
