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A drawer slides open and my pants are yanked down, exposing my ass. Something solid and wooden thwacks my left cheek. Five times. Each harder than the last. My ass is on fire, but I refuse to cry out. He repeats it on the right cheek, then drapes his body against my back. I buck against him. My movements come to a confusing halt when I feel his hard cock press against my bottom.
He whispers in my ear, “Ten more to go. Not so funny now is it?”
As much as I dislike him right now, my body reacts to his hand massaging my cheek. His touch is sensual, caressing the tender skin until the burn subsides.
“Maybe I like it,” I pant out, not wanting him to have the satisfaction of thinking he's winning. But, god help me, he is. I'm wet. The more his large hand strokes, fondles, and squeezes, the wetter I get. These are the fantasies I used to have of Xavier. Fantasies I've fought hard to put behind me. I'd be lying if I said I wouldn't take the pain to experience the pleasure of what he's doing right now.
The weight of his body leaves me, and I grit my teeth through ten more punishing spanks.
“Are you done?” I ask, biting back a moan as his fingers erase the pain.
“You have a really nice ass,” he murmurs. “I’ve always thought about it.”
Why did he have to say that? Memories of an uncorrupted Xavier flood my mind. And then the worst thought enters my brain: what if I can save him from this?
He flips me over and lifts me onto the countertop, then leans in to whisper in my ear. “I'm not done with your punishment yet. Although, this may not be quite a punishment.”
“What do you mean?” My hips grind into him a little.
He slides my pants off and licks his lips. “What do you do in a kitchen?” he asks.
“Cook?” I answer like a nitwit.
He shakes his head and runs his hands up my thighs, creating a frenzy of chills to race along my skin. My breath catches when his thumb strokes along my pussy. “You eat.”
Chapter 24
Xavier
“Technically, you cook too,” she wisps out with wide eyes.
Starved for her, I glide my thumb along her pussy.
“Please,” she says on a whisper.
“Please what? Beg me for it.” I move a little closer and suck along the soft skin above her collarbone.
“I’ll never beg.”
Her defiance turns me on. But, I didn’t abduct her in the middle of the night so I could have my way with her. As bad as I want her, she’ll have to beg me for it.
She’s a sexy, feisty woman, and I am once again no longer in control. Well, I need to get the control back. Let her know that she isn’t the one I’ve been pining after all these years. That I’ve moved on. And I can fuck her and leave her. And she means nothing to me.
I run my hand down her neck, to the column of her throat, and down the side of her chest, grazing my thumb along her breast.
“I want to make you feel so good, Rhi,” I say.
She doesn’t move as her eyes gaze into mine. My cock throbs, and I’m half-tempted to walk away and finish off the job in the shower.
“What do you want to do to me?” she asks, so innocently.
I’m leery for a moment. Is this another ploy to attempt another escape?
I trace my fingers along her ankles, up to the back of her knees, and then, into the inside of her thighs. She doesn’t move a muscle, just watches.
Her black, lace panties is the icing on the cake for my cock. He’s hard and ready to pound his way deep inside her.
I run my thumb over the panel of her soaked panties and offer her a smile. “Are you wet for me?”
