“What’s it got to do with spanking them?” she asked as he rubbed along her thighs.
“It releases endorphins and allows them to feel things they may have suppressed. Some subs get spanked when they’re naughty. But the fun spankings happen when the dom and sub only want to play and enjoy themselves.”
“Ummm, are you a dom?” she asked, attempting to rise.
“No, Addy. I’ve visited a few dungeons in my time and learned a few things,” he said, keeping her still. “Shall we try this and see how you like it?”
“It feels weird. I’m a grown woman,” she insisted.
Liam lightly smacked her bottom, making her jolt. “I don’t want you biting your nails anymore, Addy. If you need to relieve some tension, I want you to find me,” he said, giving her another pat on her cheeks.
“Oh,” Addy moaned, surprised.
Liam delivered a third smack, slightly harder, letting her feel it through the material.
“Say it, Addy. Tell me you’ll come find me if you’re stressed,” he ordered gently.
“I promise,” she said, her voice sounding husky.
He swatted each cheek with two consecutive blows and rubbed his hand over the material. Addy let out a low moan.
Sitting her up, he saw the heated flame in her eyes before she leaned in and captured his mouth. Her tongue demanded access to his as her arms wrapped around his neck.
A longing he never knew existed until Addy seemed to disappear as she laid claim to him. He lifted her off his lap and moved the dishes farther down the table before unbuttoning herpants and sliding her clothes over her hips and down her legs. He paused to slip off her shoes and resumed removing the rest. Liam sat her on top of the table as she reached the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head.
Her hands flew to his pants and undid them as he worked on the buttons of her top. Need consumed them as they tore at the clothes, tossing them to the floor.
Liam cupped Addy’s breast as she licked his nipple and spread kisses along his chest and abdomen.
“You’re killing me,” he gritted out as she squeezed his balls and stroked his length.
“I need you, now,” she demanded.
Liam, feeling the same way, lined up at her soaked entrance and shoved his way inside. Unlike the night before, they didn’t share tender kisses or gentle touches. The heat of their passion refused to wait as he thrust inside her.
Addy clung to his back, pulling him closer as the urgency grew, both painful and pleasurable.
“Liam,” she chanted as he pulled out and thrust his way back in, unable to stop the lust flowing through his veins.
“Addy,” he whispered as their lovemaking became more fevered. His hands roamed to her buttocks as he ground against her. Her body shook, and her legs quivered as he leaned down to claim her mouth. Liam wanted to taste every inch of her, but his cock demanded the sweet heat of her core as it pushed its way in deeper than before.
“Ahhh,” she cried, gripping him. He felt her walls clench around his shaft as he let go. They came down from the high together.
Leaning forward, he kissed her sweaty forehead. She lay against his chest, her limbs felt relaxed, and she stroked his back.
“Wow,” he uttered softly.
“Hmmm,” she agreed.
He slid out of her and grabbed some paper towels, wiping himself and then gently spreading her legs, cleaning her.
“When you said you cooked, you didn’t say anything about the heat,” she teased as she slid off the table. He grabbed a towel to clean off the table.
“It seems like you withstood it like a champ,” he shot back. “I’m afraid our food got cold.”
Addy entered the bathroom and came out a few minutes later. “Hand me your plate. We can reheat it.”
Liam passed her plate first and picked up his. He walked over to the microwave, enjoying the view of her naked form. Kissing her shoulder while she watched the timer, he murmured, “You’re beautiful.”
