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“You’d spank me?” I whispered.
“I’d do more than spank you, naughty girl,” he purred, and a shiver coursed down my spine. My muscles tightened with anxious arousal, and it took everything in me to remain still beneath him.
He moved backwards, his knees to either side of my legs. Partially released from the cage of his body, my self-preservation finally kicked in and I tried to squirm away. With his massive hands, he immediately gripped underneath my thighs and yanked me backwards, pinning me to the bed as effectively as a length of rope.
“There’s no getting away from me, Lexie,” he growled, and my core collapsed in on itself. I licked my lips, and he watched the traveling journey of my tongue, like the little movement had enraptured his every waking thought until I tucked it back inside my mouth.
Truthfully, I didn’t actually want to get away from him. I wanted to find out where this would go.
With an unexpected gentleness, he reared up and slowly peeled the fabric of my nightshirt away from my body, exposing my breasts to his view. He’d seen them before, but I usually wore pasties under my bra to hide my nipples. Now, he was staring right at the hard little rosebuds with a dark, ravenous expression that turned my insides into molten ash.
“Kane,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with need. I trembled beneath him as his finger grazed my hip, trailing upwards to caress the underside of my breast with a reverence that bordered on worship. His gaze followed the line of his touch, igniting every inch of me with heat that only seemed to grow hotter the more time went on.
“You’re wearing far too many clothes for the punishment I have in mind,” he mused, taking his time and glancing down at the panties that still covered me. My nightshirt was spread wide open, revealing everything else.
“I am, aren’t I?”
My voice carried with it an air of challenge, almost as if I was daring him to bare me. What had gotten into me? Why was I pressing him further into this? With a boldness I didn’t know I was capable of; I lifted my knee up slightly and dragged it against the rock-hard line of his cock.
He was enjoying this just as much as I was.
“We’re going to have to rectify that,” he growled. Gradually, he drifted backwards as his fingers trailed down the length of my torso. Electric tingles cascaded over my bare flesh, and then my breath caught in my throat the moment his fingers collided with the waistband of my panties.
I held my breath. I’m not sure why.
With a meticulous gentleness, his fingers curled underneath the lacey hem, grazing against my naked skin, and my heart pounded like a drum in my chest. I tried to draw in a breath, but it was as if the air in the room had vanished. The heat between us stole every bit of it away, and I bit my lip, trying to grapple with the raging storm of arousal in my core. If this went on much longer, it was going to turn into a category five hurricane of uncontrollable lust.
He was careful as he dragged my panties down my hips, inch by slow inch until the fabric caressed the top of my mound. Only a little more and he’d see every last bit of my pussy. The thought of that made my body shake with desire and a soft moan escaped me. I clamped my lips shut, vowing to keep quiet, but nothing I did made the desire surging in my core quell.
That had a life of its own.
My breath quivered as he jerked my panties down a bit more roughly now, almost as if he needed to see me and couldn’t wait any longer. I hesitantly lifted my eyes to meet his darkening ones, and I saw the same storm that was raging inside me within his tumultuous gaze.
He wanted me. Badly.
Carefully, he threaded my panties down far enough, and then seemingly without any effort at all, he tore them right off. He met my eyes pointedly and then knowingly dropped them to the cusp of my thighs, truly looking at me for the very first time.
“You’re nervous, naughty girl, but your pussy is soaking wet knowing you’re about to be punished,” he taunted, his seductive teasing driving me wild with need.
I blushed, the heat reigning over my face with vivid intensity.
He was looking at me, really looking at me, and there was nothing I could do about it. The thought only caused a blistering jolt of heat to surge straight down to my core.
Without a word, he grasped me around the waist and flipped me over onto my belly. Immediately, his hands moved down to my hips, and he hiked them up, exposing me in an entirely different way.
Could he see all of me?
His broad palm settled on my backside, and I stiffened, remembering his threat as if I was hearing it for the first time.
He’d said he was going to punish me, both with a spanking and then with his cock.
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
Fuck me.
The shrill sound of my alarm sliced through my fantasy. I jolted awake, disoriented by the abrupt transition from the world of desire to the mundane reality of my bedroom. It had all been a dream, a vivid fantasy that now slipped through my fingers like smoke. Frustration mingled with disappointment as I silenced my alarm, realizing that the day ahead beckoned with responsibilities beyond just lying here and touching my pussy until I came a thousand times.
Reluctantly dragging myself out of bed, I fought the urge to sink back into the sheets. It was time to get ready to head to school. I had an exam this afternoon, and I needed to get to the library to cram a little bit before then.
