‘Tear off her clothes’ was the short, fast answer.
She shrieked in surprise as he pulled at them and they gave way easily at the seams. Trish stared at the tattered fabric as it fell to the floor. Had she known they were that easy to pull apart? They wouldn’t just fall off her during daily wear, but they hadn’t been made to withstand the strength of a man like Jordan when he was determined to get at the body underneath.
Her nipples, already hard, puckered further.
“So you want to play, little girl?” His eyes sparked with anticipation and a vicious lust.
“Um… maybe not.” The realization she might have bit off more than she could chew hit Trish hard.
He chuckled darkly. “Too late. Because now I want to play.”
Jordan pressed her down into the bed and kissed her roughly, possessively, and so deeply she couldn’t breathe. Trish moaned into his mouth as he pressed her arms up above her head, stretching her out… and then started as something soft and furry made her jump. Her strange reaction had him pulling back, and both turned their heads up to look.
It was Trish’s teddy bear. The one she’d named Princess and liked to cuddle with, as long as Jordan pretended he didn’t notice.
“Oh my god, turn her away!” Trish squealed. “She can’t see this!”
“She’s seen a lot worse,” Jordan said, an expression of bemusement on his face.
“But notright next to herlike this!” Trish usually kept her Princess on the shelf, where it was easier to pretend she wasn’t cuddling with her every chance she got. But while she and Jordan had been working so much to prepare for Alex, Bella, and the colony ships’ departure, Trish had been coming into the room when Jordan hadn’t been at home and snuggling with her teddy bear on the bed. Sure, the stuffed animal wasn’t a replacement for Jordan’s large, hot body… but she helped more than Trish had initially expected.
His lips quirked, but he reached up to pick up Princess and carefully move her farther away from where he had Trish pinned down, her soft, furry face turned away from them. Trish appreciated that he hadn’t tossed her bear off the bed, something she hadn’t been concerned about until he’d picked Princess up. She should have realized he wouldn’t toss her favorite toy on the floor, though.
It was cute watching the big muscular alpha-male carefully handling a teddy bear like that.
He raised his eyebrow as he settled back on top of her. “Good enough?”
“Yes. Thank you.” Her head tilted back, offering up her lips like a reward, which he took.
Trish moaned, wriggling underneath him as he took her lips again, his hard body stretched out over hers, pressing her into the mattress. The fabric of his clothing rubbed against her naked body as Jordan moved on top of her, and she spread her legs,canting her hips up to rub her wet pussy against the bulge in his pants. She was so incredibly horny… so hot…
And so disappointed and upset when he pulled away and dragged her wrists up to the top of the bed where he could cuff her to it.
Trish squealed and quivered as her lover looked down at her with flinty eyes, still kneeling between her legs as he drew his hands down over arms and slid his palms down to her breasts to cup them.
“You were a naughty little girl, weren’t you?”
Oops.
Somehow her libido had gone crazy enough that Trish had forgotten she would be punished.
The sudden expression of anxious wariness on Trish’s face made Jordan’s cock throb. She licked her lower lip nervously and looked up at him with wide, worried, blue eyes.
“I didn’t mean to be?” The way she answered made it more of a question than a statement. It was hard to hold his chuckle inside, but he did.
While he wasn’t angry, she really had almost made his heart explode out of his chest when she’d burst out of her seat the way she had. For a moment, he’d thought Trish had meant to take off running down the street, and his brain had frozen—his whole body had frozen—as he’d scrambled to think of why she would suddenly leave him that way. Then she’d run into the backyard, and the roaring sound in his ears had faded. He’d taken a few moments to get over his initial furious reaction at her worrying him like that and gotten himself under control before stalking after her.
She’d been so cute, hiding in the bushes with the obvious assumption he couldn’t figure out where she was, despite having left a trail any half-decent tracker would notice, and his anger had dimmed even more.
She would still get a punishment, though.
It would be half play, because that was what she wanted, and half punishment because there were safer ways to play with him that wouldn’t cause Jordan so much panic. Sassiness, even brattiness, could be fun. Making him seize up, not so much.
“Then next time, don’t try to give me a heart attack when you want to play, naughty girl,” he said in a growling voice, enjoying the shiver that went through her body when he called her naughty.
Laid out in front of him with her legs spread, it was easy to see how aroused Trish was, even if the evidence hadn’t been rubbed all over the front of his pants. Her nipples were hard, pink points, jutting up from the small swells of her breasts, her pussy lips were swollen and parted, glistening with her arousal, and her breath came in soft, short pants of excitement. Even if she was anxious about being punished, Trish wanted it.
Maybe even needed it.
