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Hunter guided me to a private elevator, which required a key code for operation. As he punched in the code, I couldn’t help but be impressed by the level of security and exclusivity.
The elevator doors opened directly into the penthouse suite, revealing a breathtaking view of the Seattle skyline through floor-to-ceiling windows. The panoramic view of the city was mesmerizing, the twinkling lights against the night sky almost magical.
“It’s incredible,” I replied, genuinely impressed. The furnishings in the entryway and the living room were chic yet inviting, blending seamlessly with the sleek design.
He led me to the kitchen, a showcase of high-end appliances and polished black granite countertops.
“I don’t cook as much as I’d like,” he admitted with a chuckle.
“I can imagine it’s hard to find the time,” I said.
The master suite was the epitome of tranquility, complete with a luxurious en-suite bathroom and a private balcony.
“It’s like a sanctuary,” I commented, taking in the plush bedding and the breathtaking view from the balcony.
“There’s also a home gym, and a theatre,” he added.
“Your home is beautiful,” I said, our eyes locking.
He stepped closer, the proximity sending a jolt through me. “I’m glad you like it because this is where you’re going to be staying from now on,” he replied, his voice low.
“I’m not sure staying here is—” I began, but my words were cut short.
Before I could finish, Hunter closed the remaining distance between us, his intent clear in his gaze. In a swift, fluid motion, he leaned in and captured my lips with his in a sweet, sultry kiss. The world seemed to stand still as his lips moved against mine, tender yet assertive, and utterly enthralling.
Caught off guard but unable to resist, I found myself responding to his kiss, swept up in the intensity of the moment. The rational part of my brain faded into the background, overshadowed by the overwhelming sensation of being pulled closer into his world, not for forever, but at least for tonight.
When he finally broke off the kiss, he carefully spun me around and unzipped my dress. He didn’t ask and I didn’t protest as he pushed it down off my shoulders and then past my hips until it fell to the floor.
There was no hesitation as he deftly unsnapped my bra and took that off too. I gasped, reaching up to cover my breasts, but he simply used the opportunity to pull my panties down too. They dropped to the floor with the rest of my clothing, and then I was standing there fully naked before I even knew what was happening.
It was kind of hot, and I found myself simmering with desire. Then, with no pomp or circumstance, he lifted me right up off the floor, carried me over to the bed and bent me over it.
Remembering his threat, I pushed up against the bed, my anxiety suddenly overwhelming my arousal, and his hand pressed down in the middle of my back, effectively pinning me in place. I struggled for a few moments, but eventually I settled down.
“What did I tell you was going to happen when we came home, Miss Davis?” he asked, the insinuation in his tone heavy and heated. I shifted against the bed, feeling fully exposed as I clenched my bottom cheeks, hoping to hide what was in between them so he couldn’t see.
I hid my face in the covers, wanting to conceal my shameful curiosity. I didn’t answer right away, which simply earned me two very hard slaps to the ass.
I yelped, the sting almost more than I could bear. He definitely hadn’t spanked me quite that hard before, and as the pain burned red hot, his threats of a real spanking quickly spiraled into my thoughts, and I couldn’t get them out.
“Tell me, little one, before I decide to fuck your bottom using your own arousal as lube,” he threatened, and I gasped.
There was no doubt in my mind that would hurt more, and I quieted a whimper at his threat.
“You said you were going to fuck my ass, sir,” I whispered, feeling smaller and more vulnerable with every single syllable.
“That’s right, my needy little slut. Is that why this pussy is so wet? Have you been thinking about my cock sinking into your tight virgin hole?” he rasped, and I covered my face with my hands, too embarrassed to confirm that he was exactly right.
“How did you know?” I rasped.
His hands brushed against my ass, taking hold and spreading me apart to put me on vulgar display. My bottom hole clenched tight, almost as if it could hide if it did so, even though I knew it was hopeless. He could see everything.
“Hold your cheeks apart while I fetch the lubricant,” he dictated, and I wailed as I uncovered my face and slowly reached back. Tentatively, I took a hold of each cheek and did as he told me to, almost without thought, but I couldn’t keep my nervous anxiety at bay. My fingers trembled, and I spread myself only a little.
“Wider,” he commanded, and my face blazed with heat. Very reluctantly, I did as he bade me, spreading myself as wide as I dared while he stood behind me and looked.
I could feel the heavy weight of his stare, and my core clenched tight, knowing he was looking. Without meaning to, I arched my back a little bit and almost cried out when a droplet of arousal rolled down my thigh, but somehow, I managed to keep quiet.
