That’s it. I’m done watching this shit. She’s doing it intentionally. The dress, the heels, running her fingers up Dagger’s arm, tracing over his tattoos as she bites down on that plump lip. All night she’s kept her eyes on him, ignoring my warning, defying me every step of the way. When I gave her my warning glare, she flipped me off and then dug her heels in deeper.
I storm to my room, pacing my floor, tugging at my collar as my anger strangles me. I want to pull her back into that stockroom and spank her. I want to make her sit on my middle finger as I play with her clit. Flip her the bird inside that tight body while I pinch her swollen little nub. The headache is pounding so fucking hard it’s out of control. I feel it boiling up. My entire body is overheating.
The clock strikes midnight, then one, then the quiet finally settles in. Everyone has gone to bed. I grab my handcuffs frommy drawer and stalk down to her room, my hand shaking as I slowly turn the knob. Her lights are off, and she’s in bed. Her soft intakes of air are the only sound in the room so I know she’s asleep. I slowly move in, using the light of the moon to guide my path. She’s so fucking pretty when she’s sleeping. Her features are soft. The crease around her brow is smoothed out. And her lips are not pursed in an angry snarl as she cusses me out.
I reach down and place my hand right over those smooth lips, keeping her braced as she startles awake. I don’t want her screaming and alarming the men. This matter is between us. She and I have a major fucking problem.
Her eyes grow round and she starts to fight against me, but it’s of no use.
“You need to keep quiet,” I grit my whisper as I ease up on my hold.
“What are you doing, you asshole?” Her voice comes out too loud and I get right down into her face.
“Keep your fucking voice down. I’m teaching you a lesson.” I grip her wrists and jerk them above her head, cuffing them around her headboard. Now, she can’t go anywhere. Not until I’m done.
“Are you kidding me?” She struggles against the cuffs. “Unlock me, Lincoln.”
“No. I’m not letting you go.” I’m going to punish her for every little act of defiance tonight. I’m going to punish her for making me fist myself three times. And I’m still fucking hard. I’m going to make her feel the torture of my need. The hours of agony she’s put me through. She’s going to have to pay for touching Dagger.
“You broke every single one of my rules tonight, Shayna.” I grip her legs and force them apart. “You acted like such a brat.” I wedge my body between them, so she’s forced to keep them open.
“What are you going to do? Spank me again?” She lifts her head with a bitter smile. “Go right ahead.”
I press forward, pinning her under my weight, feeling that plush body under my frame. Her nipples are already peaked through her shirt. “You aren’t going to get spanked this time. I’m going to make you feel it. The pressure building in your core, the fire running through your veins, your pulse racing. Lungs fighting for every ounce of oxygen as I bring you right to the very edge. Right to the tipping point. But I’m not going to let you come. I’m going to leave you there. Deprive you of the release. And then…” I shift back, running my hands up and down her thighs, brushing over her soft skin. “I’m going to do it again and again. And when I’m done, you’re going to be begging me to make you come. But you were a very bad girl tonight, so that’s not going to happen.”
I rub my thumb over her cotton panties and fight the groan as I feel her growing damp. She’s going to make this easy on me.
“Lincoln!” Her body jerks on a gasp as I rub across her clit. It’s already swollen. The needy girl can’t even fight me on this. She needs it too much. I rub her again and again. Swipe after swipe. And then I press down on her sensitive spot, applying just enough pressure to get her worked up, rubbing around and around. And then I stop.
Her eyes widen from their heavy hold, and I feel her body tense. Her teeth sink into her lower lip like she’s trying to bite back her angered protest. It’s going to be a long night for her. She’s already edging in close to her orgasm, and I’ve only just begun. I pull my hand away and sit back, watching as her nostrils flare. Then she narrows her glare on me.
“Told you, you aren’t allowed to come,” I state, trying to keep the tension from my voice. “In fact, I warned you this would happen, didn’t I? But you didn’t want to listen, and now you are going to face the consequences.”
“If you think this is going to make me change my behavior, you’re wrong. I thought you weren’t going to touch me again, Officer Price. Huh?” She cocks that stubborn chin. “I seem to recall your lecture this morning. Looks like you’re the one who has a problem following the rules.”
I move in again, diving down and nipping at that stubborn little mouth, always spewing with attitude. I tug her lip between my teeth, opening it so I can sweep in with my tongue, just enough to tease. But as she tries to catch hold of me, I back away. She doesn’t deserve to be kissed. She deserves to have my cock shoved down her throat so she can get a taste of the pressure she has me under.
“Did you really think it was a good idea to flirt with Dagger tonight?” I run my fingers up her sides and under her breasts. Her perfect full tits, heavy and tight. “Running your hands all over him.” I cup the two fleshy mounds, giving them a squeeze, fighting back my groan as I pinch her nipples between my two fingers and watch her back bow off the bed. She likes the sting. On her clit, on her nipples. She likes a bite of pain.
“You were trying to make me jealous.” I release them, tsking her for being a bad girl. She lets out a groan and I shake my head. “Told you to keep it down. But you just don’t know how to behave, do you?” I run my hand back between her legs and tear her panties right off. “Now, you’re going to feel how angry that makes me.”
I begin my torture again, rubbing through her folds, circling her clit. Gliding through her slickness as I seek her tight entrance. She’s so smooth and wet, so anxious for her release. Her fingers suck me right into her body. Her inner walls clenching and drawing me deeper. I give into her body’s demands, right up until the point that I feel her trying to lock onto the tightness. Her body is practically shaking as she nears the crest of her orgasm. But she’s not going to get it.
“Like I said…” I pull out. “Bad girls don’t get to come.”
I trail my fingers over her thighs, savoring her silky skin as I study her cunt. My mouth watering as I stare intently on the little nub swollen at the top. Her two thick folds are all slickened with her juices. Her entrance is contracting as if it’s grasping at the air in hopes of coming. It’s the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen. And it smells so fucking good. I dive down in need of a deeper scent, inhaling slowly so I can breathe her into me.So sweet. A sinful musk and it’s absolutely tempting.
I start to lose my grasp, desperate for a taste. One little swipe won’t hurt. A quick suck on her clit to fire her back up again. A plunge into the deep end to drive her closer. But when I latch on, the madness takes over. I lick through her folds, but it’s not enough. I suction down on her clit, but I can’t let go. When she starts to quiver against my lips, I drive my tongue down, needing to feel the tightening inside. I thrust into her, and she coats my chin. I need more. This time I go deeper. But I can’t stop. In and out I pump. Ignoring her moans. Ignoring the signs that she’s nearing the edge. I need it too much. The obsession is too strong.
“Lincoln.” Her gasped groan should shock me out of it, but it doesn’t. I drive up to her clit and clamp down, feeling it swell further as I suction it between my lips. And then it happens. She comes so hard I nearly get bucked off in her convulsions. Her body spasms and I lick up every drop. Nibbling through her folds. Dipping in for more. Laving at her swollen little button to get every little shock out of her.
“Fuck, you’re trouble,” I groan, reaching down between my legs and giving my cock a squeeze. “You make me lose my fucking head.” I wasn’t supposed to let her come. She needed to be taught a lesson. And I just gave in. I gave her exactly what she needed.
“I like it when you lose your head,” she purrs as her body squirms under my hold. “It feels so good.”
I nip at her inner thigh, angry at her for consuming me to the point that I can’t think.
“Can I suck on it?”
