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Anticipation spiked.
I could already taste and feel his thick, hard cock dragging over my tongue. Heart racing, and butterflies fluttering wildly in my stomach, I sent him a sensual smile. Purposely putting an extra sway in my hips, I made my way to him and paused between his legs.
“For a little girl who just called me evil, you’re awfully brave…and naughty,” he murmured, sliding a thick finger beneath the string of my thong. Then he slowly dragged his warm digit up and down the flesh of my hip.
Grant loved it when I got a little sassy—within reason—if only toput me in my place again.
I lifted my chin defiantly. And though he hadn’t given me permission to touch him, I dragged my fingernails through the prickly, wheat-colored scruff framing his chin.
“I’m not sure about being brave. As for being naughty? Well…maybe I just got tired of waiting for you to show me your so-calledevil…Sir.”
When fire leapt in his eyes, instead of disapproval, I smirked, knowing my sassy reply waswithin reason.
Snapping his teeth together like a wolf, Grant slid his gaze to my thong. “Why are you wearing these, slut? You know you’re not allowed to wear panties inside this room.”
Ahh, he wants to play the damned if you do, damned if you don’t game.
Lowering my chin, I peered up at him with big, sad puppy-dog eyes and pursed my lips. “I wiggled and wiggled over your shoulder as you hauled me up here, Sir, but they didn’t come off.”
Though Grant’s expression remained neutral, I didn’t miss the glint of laughter skittering across his eyes.
“Would you like me to take them off, now, Sir?” I asked with feigned innocence.
Flames ignited in his erotic blue pools again.
Grant clenched his jaw, then cinched his finger around the thin band of silk before ripping the thong from my hips.
“No need, little one,” he assured with a dirty grin. After tossing my tattered thong over his shoulder, he gripped my hip in one hand, then dragged the pad of his thumb along my saturated slit. “Did I give you permission to get wet for me, sweet slut?”
“No, Sir, but I can’t help it. I can’t control it.” I sank my teeth into my bottom lip, then slowly scraped a stare down his body, stilling at his straining cock. “Just like you can’t control...that.”
“Thatwhat, girl?”
“That thick, hard cock, all throbbing and weeping, and ready to burst from your jeans, Sir,” I purred, licking my lips.
“Yes, my cock is thick, hard, throbbing, and weeping because ofyou.”
“I know,” I said, flashing him a cocky grin.
With a feral roar, Grant cinched his hands around my waist, and flipped me over his knees.
I yelped and tensed.
I’d crossed the line. I’d gotten too sassy.
“I’m sorry, Sir. I’m sorry,” I whimpered, sending him a pleading stare over my shoulder.
“What are you sorry for, slut? For making me hard?” he scoffed. “Every time I look at you, I get so hard all I can think about is fucking you senseless.”
My pussy clutched and my nipples tightened as the vision of Grant driving his fat cock in and out of me roared through my brain, colliding with the crippling failure thundering in my veins.
“No, I’m sorry for crossing the line...for being too mouthy. I didn’t mean to let it get that far. Please don’t punish me...Sir.”
Grant cupped my chin and leaned in close. Concern was written all over his face. “You didn’t cross the line, baby girl. I love your sassy mouth. I’m not gonna give you a spanking for punishment.”
“You’re not?” I exhaled in relief. “Then, what are you…”
“Carrying you up here, I enjoyed swatting your sweet cheeks so much, I’m going to give you a pleasure spanking.”
