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Fuck. I was weak for this guy. Maybe because every single time he was close, my body went into hot mode and I could smell the coppery scent of Lars blood, could see his head hanging, chin against his chest when I shot him.
My pussy clenched—partly because I wanted him, and partly because his dick was hard against my belly. Neither reason mattered. I couldn’t resist and let my hand drag down to stroke him through his slacks. Desire flared in his eyes and in my stomach.
“If you wanted me to live with you, you could’ve asked.”
He grinned. “I don’t ask.”
“Then I don’t move.”
His hand slid to the zipper of my skirt, and he lowered it, then tugged so it fell to pool at my feet. “You’ll move.”
“No.”
“No?” His hand brushed my clit, and I sucked in a breath. “Do you know what I do to people who try to tell me no?” He ran the back of his fingers over my clit again, and I gritted my teeth. No fucking way was he getting a second whimper out of me. Not until his cock was so deep inside me, I could feel it in my throat. “I punish them.” The smile was sadistic—so fucking hot if he kept this up, I wasn’t going to need his cock to get off. “Kneel.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Kneel or I’ll spank you until you can’t sit, then you’ll kneel.” He spoke with authority and heat worked through my belly.
“Emma could come home.” Not that I was worried about it. If she came in, she would turn around and leave again. Or she would go straight to her room, and we would never mention it again. Apparently, I wouldn’t be here to mention it.
“Then you’d better hurry up.” He flicked open his belt, unfastened his slacks, and I knelt, mouth watering as he pulled his cock out, gave it a stroke, then rubbed the head against my mouth back and forth until I swirled my tongue around the head, then took him deep enough, his breath huffed out uncontrolled. It was a sound I ached to hear again.
I cupped his balls with one hand, drew him in deeper, and brought the other hand around for a squeeze of his ass cheek before I used it to stroke the base of his cock in time with the rhythm of my mouth.
When I glanced up, he threaded his hand through my hair and held my head still while he thrust his hips and watched his cock slide in and out of my mouth. Then he used the leverage my hair provided to lift me to my feet.
“Turn around and bend over.” His voice was husky, deep, commanding.
While I wanted that spanking, I wanted his cock inside me more. I stripped off my shirt and bra, stepped out of my panties, and complied.
He ran his hand over my spine and down to my hip, then swatted my ass twice, same spot in rapid succession so it stung, and I moaned.
“Tell me what you want, Riley.”
Oh, God. I wanted it all. “I want you.” Every inch of him, any way I could get him.
He swatted me again, and my body tensed, ready to topple over the edge already. “What do you want me to do?”
“Fuck me.”
He slid a finger inside me, then dragged it up my ass and pressed his knuckle against my hole. My back arched, and I sucked in a shallow inhale.
“You like that?” He trailed back to my pussy then brought his hand up again, this time lingering, pressing, just a tiny bit of pressure, and I arched deeper, squeezed, holding his hand for a second before I relaxed.
God yes, I liked it, but I couldn’t speak, because now he was fingering my ass and sliding his cock in and out of my pussy and the sensations were…
Oh, God! I had no words.
“Rub your clit.” I was barely hanging on as it was. I couldn’t. He put his lips near my ear and stopped all other movement. I bucked and twisted, pressed backward, and… nothing. “Rub your clit or we’re finished.”
Oh,no. We weren’t finished. But I slid my hand down and brushed the swollen nub. And he thrust again, pushed his finger in my ass, and I split apart, thrashed against his cock and his hand, and cried out so everyone in the building probably knew exactly what was going on in the apartment.
“That’s it, baby.” I was mid-orgasm when he tensed and jerked me deeper onto his cock.
Dear God. There was just about nothing I wouldn’t let this man do to me while we were fucking. And I couldn’t wait to see what else he had in store for me. But first, we needed to talk about his audacity in packing my shit and moving me out without my consent. Of course I was moving in with him. But there were going to be rules. And if he broke them, maybe he would be the one who ended up with the spanking.
God, I hoped so.
