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It felt like the Tasmanian Devil was having a party in my stomach. I was so nervous, but I wanted this, wanted her, more than anything I’ve ever wanted in my whole life.
She reached up and started pulling bobby pins out of her hair and dropping them on the floor. Nobody ever gave a single fuck about a clean house during foreplay, and if they did, they weren’t doing it right.
Jesus Christ, how many bobby pins did she have in there?
Finally, I stepped over to her and started pulling pins, sending them scattering to the floor by the handful. She combed her fingers through her long brown curls, and I watched as they fell over her shoulders and down her back. I wanted her just like that—hair down over her breasts, buck-fucking naked. I just needed her out of that beautiful, but completely unnecessary dress.
“Where’s the zipper?” I asked.
She turned around and pulled all her hair to one side. Her skin was golden, silky, flawless—A perfect canvas, and I was about to mark it all up.
I pulled the zipper down, like pulling a bow off a present. Inch by inch, tugging on the zipper like a ribbon. And second by second, my heart beat faster because of what was inside. As I slid the zipper down, the strapless dress fell off her body onto the floor.
She slowly turned around to face me, and I savored it, all of it. From her hypnotizing eyes to her full, bare breasts right down to her tiny white lace panties.
She wasn’t just beautiful.
She was absolutely fucking perfect.
“I need to touch you, Ken.” I swallowed. “Fuck that. I need to taste you.” I reached for the waistband of her panties, but she grabbed my wrist.
“No.”
“Did you just tell meno?”
She smiled. “I’m naked, and you’re not. It’s not fair.”
Fair? Who gave a fuck about fair? You know what wasn’t fair? Her standing two inches from me, looking like this, smelling like pussy, andnotletting me fucking touch her. That wasn’t fair.
I lifted her and flipped her onto the bed, face down. Then I wrapped one arm under her waist and hoisted her ass off the bed and swatted it one time. She squealed and squirmed.Swat.Another squeal.Swat.
“Uncle,” she yelled out. “Uncle, uncle, uncle.”
I immediately let go of her because… What. The. Fuck. She turned over and sat up, flinching when her ass touched the mattress.
“What the fuck was that for?” she asked, wide-eyed.
“I owed you a spanking. You got three. One for leaving me. Two for Chris. And three for telling meno.”
She gulped.Yeah, your sweet ass is busted. Literally.
“What the fuck with theuncleshit?”
She climbed off the bed and stood with her arms folded across her chest. “My safe word.”
“First of all, that wasn’t BDSM. Stop reading bullshit romance. And second of all, why thefuckisuncleyour safe word?”
What kind of creepy motherfuckers had she been dating?
She dropped her arms. “You know. Like the game. When you give up, you yelluncle.”
Oh my God. Thank fuck.
I threw my head back and laughed. Then I stood up and took her hands. “Toss that word in the garbage. Right now. Get rid of it. You won’t ever need a safe word with me, Ken. I would never hurt you.” I reached around and rubbed where I smacked her. “Fuck with me, and I will spank you again. But not as some kinky kind of punishment. I just love the look of a nice round ass with my handprint all over it. It’s like fuck yeah. See that ass? That’s my ass. I stamped it. It belongs to me.”
“So, you’re not like into… you know.”
I shook my head and chuckled under my breath. “Fuck no.”
