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I nodded. “Yes.”
He glided his hands down my arms, and placed my palms against the wall. And then he slapped the other ass cheek. He alternated, back and forth, pausing every few smacks to run his touch along my stinging skin. There was no rhythm to it, so each new impact was a surprise.
He kept going until my behind was numb. When he pressed his leg into one side of me, as he rubbed the other cheek, the contrasting sensations short circuited my thoughts.
“You’re as bright red as those wild roses.” He moved his hand to my breastbone and pulled me into him again. “But far more fucking gorgeous.”
If any more heat flooded through me, my skin might ignite.
Joystick slipped lower, his touch trailing over my stomach and past my waist, to the cord of wadded up cotton between my legs.
I’d already soaked through the panties. The way he pressed them into me mingled with the lingering sting of the spanking, plus desperation spilling from me. He teased and coaxed until my hips were working without my permission.
Every bit of this was incredible, but if the goal was orgasms, this wasn’t doing it.
When Joystick pushed the last of my clothing to the ground, the fabric clung to me before finally pulling away. Those were wrecked.
I didn’t care.
And when he pressed his fingers to my swollen clit, nothing else in the world mattered. I was so worked up that it didn’t take much for him to make me come. Orgasm flooded me, and I gripped his arm tightly, leaning against him as my legs threatened to give out.
He eased away as the pleasure ebbed, and kissed the edge of my arm. “Now that you’re warmed up…”
Did I want him to finish that thought?
“Hmm.” His consideration joined the hum buzzing under my skin. “I’d love to press you to the balcony glass and let Milan watch while I fuck you.”
Oh, Christ. I loved the idea as much as I hated it. Ayesbubbled up in my throat. “Not tonight.”
Damn it, responsible me, where did you come from? Did I just ruin the night? Would this be where he told me to get my clothes and get out?
“Okay,” Joystick said.
Like that, this man was that much hotter.
“Do you want to stop?” he asked.
“No.” Definitely not. Please, no.
“Thank fuck.” His touch fell away, and he moved to stand in front of me. “Sit on the bed.”
Okay?
Now I had time to think, and that might not be a good thing. I was sitting naked in a stranger’s room, after one hell of an orgasm. If I were by myself, I’d be done for the night and either go to sleep or more likely go get more work done.
But he was stripping out of his clothing.
The view was incredible. Ink snaked along his arms and chest, covering and enhancing a well-toned body. I couldn’t believehewantedme.
And when he pushed off the last of his clothes, when his cock sprung free, I had to snap my jaw shut to keep from gawking. A bar with two metal balls, one on each end, pierced the tip of his dick.
“Oh.” My surprise slipped out anyway, and I didn’t realize I was reaching for him, until he covered my hand with his.
“You like it?” He drew my touch closer.
Did I? I’d never seen… Especially not in person. I ran my touch up his shaft and over the metal bar, and he jerked against my hand. His drawn-out groan had my body humming even louder in anticipation. “Does it hurt?”
“Not normally. But it will feel really good for both of us if it’s used right.”
