“My boyfriend has magic hands,” she whispers, pressing her foot into my pants. I feel her rub along my length, and I grit my teeth as a rush of desire floods my body.
“Say it again,” I quietly demand, wanting to hear that word again.
“My boyfriend,” she breathes out on a long, sexy sigh, “who will be my ex soon if he doesn’t take me to bed in the next five seconds,” she says with a dimpled grin.
“Make it two,” I haul her up and over my shoulder on my next breath as I walk her to the bedroom. Her giggles are muffled against my back as I quietly shut the door and set her down next to the bed.
“Turn around and place your hands on the side of the bed.” Surprise flashes across her eyes briefly before she does what I ask.
Her little pink sundress barely covers her bottom as I press her down further into the mattress so that the side of her face rests against the covers.
Flipping up the material, I bare her ass to me and relish in the sight before me. Hooking my fingers in her thong, I slowly lower it to the floor and spread her legs more for me until I have the exact view and access that I want. My mouth waters as I take in her glistening pussy. It’s so tempting to have a taste, but I refrain from any contact, wanting the anticipation to build up first.
Stepping back, I take my time removing my shoes before stepping out of the rest of my clothes. I fist my hand around my rock-hard cock as I stroke myself to her bent over and ready for me. She turns her head slightly and watches me, but she doesn’t move from her position. Her eyes burn into mine as I grip myself roughly to the image in front of me.
“Miles…” My name sounds more like a plea as she slightly shifts her hips. I can tell she’s fully aroused and wants relief that only I can provide her.
“Not so fast, honey,” I grin wickedly. “If I recall someone really enjoyed my palm reddening her ass before, and since you love to make little jokes about me being yourexboyfriend, what better time than now to give you what you wanted earlier.”
“I was kidding about the ex part,” she exclaims. I notice her breathing is more defined, and I can tell from her body language that she wants this just as much as I want to give it to her.
“Oh, I know,” I softly chuckle. Stepping forward, I rub her round cheeks and let her feel how hard I am as I slightly press into her. “I still didn’t like the sound of it, though.”
“Then you better punish me,” she rasps out as her ass moves seductively against my palm.
A slow grin spreads across my face as my hand itches for contact.
“Glad we are on the same page, honey, because this ass is about to turn a nice shade of red.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
OLIVIA
Idon’t know if I've ever been more turned on in my life. He’s barely touched me, and I feel like I might explode at any minute. I’ve never truly been spanked before. An occasional slap on the ass during sex might have happened before, but nothing like this.
He has me bent over, fully exposing myself to him, and every slow move he makes…I want more. I feel him step back, and I immediately miss his body heat pressed up against me. The first contact of his hand takes me by surprise as I cry out into the comforter to muffle the sound.
The sting hurts, but I quickly adjust to it as his hand soothes the area. My head is saying pain, but my body is saying more.
“Tell me how that felt. I need to know how far to go.” His voice is low, and I feel him in control as he rubs the sting away.
“It stung a bit, but…” His hands on my body make it hard for me to concentrate. The pain is quickly turning to pleasure, and it’s taking me by surprise. “I want more,” I whisper, knowing I want to experience this with him.
“I fucking love the greedy side of you,” he growls. “Don’tever be afraid to take what you want from me. I’m yours, Olivia.”
His words wrap around me and fill parts of me that were empty. The second smack comes down on my other side, and I gasp into the sheets as I fist them tightly in my hands. He soothes it briefly before another one comes and another. Each painful sting brings a wave of pleasure right behind it that almost brings me to my knees.
This time, when he soothes me, his hand slides between my legs. I’m so aroused that I’m practically dripping onto the floor.
“Fuck,” he moans, sliding through my folds. “I knew you loved what I was doing, but I had no idea you were enjoying it this much.” He drops to his knees as his palms continue to rub my sore ass. “I’m not about to let a drop of this sweet honey be wasted.”
He dives in, and I moan loudly into the covers. There’s no way I’m going to last long after what just happened and then having his tongue on me now.
“I’m so clos…” The words die off my lips as his lip ring scrapes across my sensitive bud. He pulls back, and I start to protest when a sharp sting hits my center, pushing me over the edge. My orgasm rockets through me, shattering me into a million pieces as I muffle my scream by burying my face in the covers.
His mouth is on me again as I ride out the pleasure that’s shooting across my body. I’m breathing heavily as I land back in my body, still disoriented from the high.
He stands up, and before I have time to recover, he’s gripping my hips and filling me deeply in one hard thrust.
