Reward?
Oh, I like the idea of that. If my body enjoyed his punishment as much as it did, I can hardly wait to experience a reward.
He chuckles softly. “So fucking expressive. I swear to God, I can read every damn thought that crosses your mind.”
Yeah. And that is so dang unnerving.
I’ve spent years masking to make sure no one ever knew what was going on beneath my happy exterior. Xander sees something totally different, though. I don’t like it. That’s icky shit no one ever needs to see.
Keeping his finger on my asshole, he moves his other hand between my thighs, getting me to nudge them apart with a tap. As soon as he touches my clit, I jolt, moving into his touch. He slowly pushes his finger into my ass and instead of hating it, I moan.
“Oh, baby, you’re so fucking needy, aren’t you? When’s the last time someone made you come?”
Someone?
I didn’t know what an orgasm truly was until about six months ago. And even though it was hugely eye-opening that they are, in fact, real, I’m still not all that impressed. The booksI’ve read have always made it seem like orgasms are explosive and life-changing. I’m not sure what kind of weed they’ve been smoking, but I’d be willing to give it a try just to experience something like that.
“Quinn,” he says, his tone a clear warning that he wants an answer.
“No one has ever made me come.” I pause and squeeze my eyes shut, hoping that will shield me from my embarrassment. “Other than myself.”
His fingers still for a second before he keeps his rhythm going. “That shouldn’t please me as much as it does. Knowing I’m going to be the first man to fuck this assandto make you come, it’s not right that I feel like I won something. It’s fucked up, sunshine.I’mfucked up.”
After taking in a deep breath, I slowly let it out and look back at him. He senses it and meets my gaze.
“I like you the way you are, Daddy.”
CHAPTER 19
Xander
THAT’S MY GOOD GIRL
I likeyou the way you are, Daddy.
Words I’ve never heard before. I’ve heard everything but that.
I’ve been told I need to be more gentle. Less jealous. Less of an asshole. More of this. Less of that. I’ve never been enough, or I’ve been too much, for the women I’ve dated in the past. My bank account was the only thing they found sufficient. That and the size of my dick. Although even that wasn’t enough to keep Nicola from sleeping with other men.
Quinn’s ass clenches around my finger, pulling me from my spiraling thoughts. She might like me now, but that will change eventually. This is only going to be a one-time thing. Even if the idea of only getting to fuck Quinn once makes my stomach burn, like it’s full of acid.
“Anything else I should know, baby?”
Her cheeks go rosy, and she quickly turns her face, so it’s buried in the bedding.
“Baby girl.” It’s a warning. She’s going to learn quickly that I won’t allow her to get away with not answering my questions. She’s dodged enough as it is. And I’m not letting that shit slide anymore.
When she still doesn’t answer, I shift my face over her ass again and spit, then add my middle finger, stretching her tight ring to the max as she sucks in a sharp breath.
“When I ask you a question, I expect an answer.” I thrust my fingers in and out. “Do we need to write these rules down, sunshine? You seem to be forgetting who’s in charge here.”
She whimpers and squirms as if she’s trying to lessen the pressure in her tight little asshole. If she thinks she’s being stretched now, she’s in for quite the surprise when I put my dick in.
“I’ve never…” She gasps as I slowly push my fingers deeper, then pull out and thrust again. “I’ve never done oral.”
My heart skips. I’m pretty sure it actually stops beating for a few seconds.
“You’ve never done oral? Meaning you’ve never sucked a man’s dick before?”
