AllFreeNovel
Share Us
The space between our lips was driving me crazy.
“I think you need to be spanked, Christina.” His voice was so calm, an eerie contrast to the turmoil bubbling inside me. “We can talk while I spank you.”
I stared at him. I’d wanted him to spank me since the beginning. I’d never admitted it. Anger still choked me, but an elevator rush of excitement whooshed through my body. Jesus, it was Valentine’s Day.
“I— This is— Goddammit,” I whispered.
He touched my chin. Then he sat down abruptly on the edge of the bed.
“Over my lap, cheerleader.”
“Jesus, Patrick.” I was too shocked to be angry now. “You really expect me to do that?”
“Now, girl.” His eyes were ice. Nice Patrick was gone. “Or I’ll turn you over my knee myself.”
“Do it,” I choked out. He grabbed me, threw me onto the bed like it was nothing, like I’d hoped for, and flipped me onto his lap.
“There we go.” His satisfied voice made me shiver. A large hand pushed up my skirt. “I remember you saying you couldn’t zip this up. I see you still can’t.”
“Damn you,” I gritted. This anger felt better, cleaner than the swirling thickness I’d felt before.
“So hot.” He smoothed my satin panties and yanked them down in one swift movement, exposing my ass. “I like seeing you spilling out of your tight little uniform. I’m going to enjoy this, Christina.”
“You jerk.”
“Watch your mouth, girl.” He squeezed my cheek and I tensed, nerves cutting the anger.
“Not too hard,” I pleaded in a whisper.
“I know your limits,” he whispered back. “This isn’t going to be about pain.”
“Then what?”
He rubbed circles on my bare ass. A slap landed, quick and stinging. I jumped.
“It’s about you being a spoiled little princess.” His voice was rougher.
Oh Lord. He couldn’t know what that word meant to me, how many times I’d wished I could hear it. In Patrick’s low rumble, the nickname was jarring. It shocked me. It felt right.
“I amnot,”I said automatically. I gasped when he spanked me again, heat blooming on my ass.
“Brat. Don’t contradict me.” Fingers slipped into my folds. “What do we have here? A spoiled,wetprincess.” I bucked, lifting my ass to his touch, my reaction obvious. “Mmm, you like being called that, don’t you? Your body can’t hide the truth.”
“Oh my God…” I buried my face in the bed as he calmly rubbed my clit.
“That’s it, cheerleader. Open your legs for me.” Another smack on my ass made me jerk and moan. “I’m going to finger you here…” my pussy squeezed down on sudden fullness. “…And here.” The lightest touch stroked the cleft of my ass.
“Yes.”I wanted him there. I lifted my ass, and his intake of breath told me he hadn’t expected me to be this eager.
“You like that, princess?”
God, it felt good. So dirty, and so good as he circled my pucker and worked a finger into my tight back hole. His free hand gripped my ass.
“Yes…”
“You feel so tight and new,” he crooned. I arched into his hands. “I’d almost say…innocent. But we both know the truth. You’re anything but innocent. I don’t have a sweet little virgin over my lap. I know it. Your family knows it too.”
“Patrick, what the fuck—”
