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I panted with heat, trying my best to keep it under lock and key and failing miserably.
“Yes, sir,” I whispered. My thighs slid against one another, needy sensation flying through me with wild abandon. His touch lingered and I closed my eyes, knowing that he was looking at me and liking that he was. He squeezed my bottom, and I gasped as the reignited sting burned through me, but when he let go, I could think of nothing but the fierce passion that came with it.
“Good,” he murmured.
His hands wrapped around my waist and lifted me up. I yelped when my scalded backside brushed against his thigh, but I bit my lip. I kind of liked how it felt. I kept my eyes down, too embarrassed to look him in the face right now. He reached for me, sliding his fingers beneath my chin. With subtle forcefulness, he lifted it and made me look at him.
My face burned, fully aflame with shameful arousal.
The same palm that had just spanked my backside cupped my cheek. Its warmth surprised me, and I couldn’t help but lean into it just a bit. His thumb brushed against my lip as his gaze searched me. The touch was the slightest bit rough, and it made my heart pound, the promise of so much more screaming with that single possessive movement.
He angled my face toward his. When his lips descended toward mine, my heart pounded frantically in my chest, and I sucked in a single heated breath. His mouth kissed me so very gently at first and a crackling fire of sweet sensation spiraled through me. His lips were softer than I imagined. His face was shaved clean, but I could feel the slightest bit of scruff scraping against my flesh that drove me wild.
I moaned, unable to help myself and he swallowed the sound. The kiss deepened and I kissed him back just as passionately.
His arms wrapped around me as I pressed myself against him. I was sitting on his lap now, facing him. Tentatively, I curled my hands around the back of his neck, and he didn’t push me away. My pussy pressed against his cock, the fabric of my panties and his slacks the only thing keeping us apart. I could feel him throbbing beneath me and I ground myself on top of him, enjoying the feeling of my stinging bottom and his turgid arousal.
When he finally pulled back, I looked shyly back at him. His thumb trailed up and down the line of my chin.
Before I could think myself out of it, I leaned forward and kissed him myself.
His approving growl was enough to send spirals of passion straight to my core. His kiss had been gentle before. This one was not.
He owned me with that kiss. It was brutal in its sweetness as his lips claimed mine more thoroughly than I could have even fantasized about. His hands cupped the back of my head, holding me in place so that he could savor every second. When I opened my mouth to catch a breath, he nipped my bottom lip hard enough to make me whimper. His tongue slid forward, dancing with mine.
He didn’t begin that kiss, but he was the one who ended it.
When he finally pulled away, my lips felt puffy and sore, and I felt more like a needy little girl than ever. I had tried to keep still, but my hips had started rocking during that kiss, directly on top of his cock.
There was no way he wouldn’t have noticed. I gripped the back of his neck, glancing up to see the blazing fire of heat within his eyes as he stared back at me. The swirling blue waters had turned turbulent, as though I was gazing right into the eye of the storm, and I whimpered with sudden anxious arousal.
It was the kind of look that told me that this night was only just beginning.
He leaned forward, lightly kissing my cheek so that I turned my head. His mouth brushed against my ear, and I shivered at the light touch, wrapping my arms even more tightly around him at the same time he tightened his on my waist.
“I want to ask you a question, little girl,” he began.
His words tickled my ear and my pussy tightened with need.
“What is it… sir?” I asked, still struggling a little with the term, but knowing he liked it. With his face pressed against my cheek, I could feel his lips curl up with enjoyment at the use of it.
“You walked in on me knowing I had just gotten out of the shower and pretended it was an accident, didn’t you?” he asked, but it sounded deceptively more like a statement than anything else.
My face burned at being called out like that, but I couldn’t really deny it.
“Yes, sir,” I confessed shakily, fidgeting a little on his lap and inadvertently rubbing myself against his cock. He groaned softly and I knew he had felt exactly what I had done.
“Did you like what you saw, little girl?”
I gasped out loud, immediately turning my head so that he couldn’t see how red my face became at his very direct line of questioning. His hand dipped, squeezing my freshly spanked bottom hard enough to hurt. I cried out and looked back at him at once. His hand slid up my back along the course of my spine and I sighed, the heat of his touch a decadent soft caress.
“I did… I did like it,” I admitted shyly.
He growled softly and my core felt like it was about to simmer over.
“How did you know I did it on purpose?” I finally braved, tightening my hands and digging my nails a little into his back.
“I know the look of a naughty girl when I see one,” he purred and I curled against him, hiding my face in the crook of his neck.
