“So, take a leap of faith with me, baby. I won’t screw this up again.”
A leap of faith! Is life even worth living without a little faith? I can’t ignore the effect he has on me even after all this time. My body practically sings whenever he’s anywhere near. Despite our past, every single guy I’ve ever dated is measured against him, and they always fall short. He only has a hand on my ankle and my entire body is trembling, aching for his touch.
I swallow my nerves and take a leap. “Teaching me some manners, you say?”
His blue eyes light up with desire. “You sure you want this?”
I nod. “Do we need a safe word?”
“No, baby. You want me to stop at any point and you tell me so, okay?”
Every nerve ending in my body is already tingling with excitement. “Yes.” I might live to regret this. Chase Hunter was my first mistake, but also by far the best mistake I ever made.
Chapter 27
Addison
# Always show the appropriate respect for snow (and for dominant demigods with a spanking kink)
How did I end up here again? Naked and bent over Chase Hunter’s lap, my bare ass up in the air while he spanks me? Teenage me would be so excited for us. Twenty-seven-year-old me is currently so turned on and desperate for him to fuck me, I’m writhing on his lap and mewling like a sex-crazed she-cat.
“Your ass is stunning, Addie. My red handprints all over your soft skin make it even prettier than usual.”
“Stop teasing me,” I snap.
He brings the flat of his palm down hard on my ass cheek, and it makes a satisfying cracking noise against my flesh. “I’ve hardly even started, baby.”
Another smack, before he rubs his strong hand over the skin, soothing the stinging. “But you’re taking your spanking so fucking well.”
Crack!
“Ow,” I whine, wriggling my ass, desperately trying to tease him so that he’ll snap and just bang me senseless.
“That didn’t hurt,” he laughs before smacking me again. “I barely touched you.”
It’s true, it doesn’t hurt. Not really. A mild stinging, usually followed by Chase’s soothing hand. I’ve been spanked plenty of times before, but in the middle of sex. Not like this. Not like where the spanking istheevent.
“I wish youwouldtouch me,” I say, pouting.
He cups my jaw, twisting my head so I’m looking up at him. “Spanking your ass already has me harder than titanium, Addie. You’ll be getting fucked when we’re done, baby, so stop pouting.”
Oh,hell in a handcart! My insides just turned to molten lava, and I’m pretty sure I’m already dripping down my legs. Like he’s reading my mind and wants to confirm that, Chase slides a thick, delicious finger inside me. My back arches on a moan.
“Soaked already, Addie. I think you’re enjoying your spanking, aren’t you?”
I press my lips together, refusing to confirm and he smacks me again, a little harder. “Or do you want me to stop?”
I shake my head. “Don’t stop,” I mutter.
“What, baby? I didn’t hear you.”
Asshole! “Don’t stop!”
He hums softly to himself. “Yeah, I thought so.”
He keeps that one digit inside me, not moving, while he goes on spanking me.
“Your pussy squeezes me so tight when I smack your ass. So fucking tight.”
