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Marble tile. I studied the marble tile and decorative rugs as we passed through the house. That was the only view I had at the moment. Well, that’s not exactly true. Aaron’s firm ass in his black joggers was also in my line of vision, and it wasn’t a bad view. Not bad at all. When I said the man stayed fit, I wasn’t lying.
The white marble tile shifted to plush white carpeting. I remembered how it felt under my bare feet a few weeks ago. Luxurious. We were in his bedroom.
Suddenly, I was hefted over his shoulder and tossed onto a king-sized bed. I scrambled to a sitting position, barely pushing my hair out of my face, before he was crawling over me, nudging me back on my elbows.
“You like to tease me, don’t you?” He caged me in like a prisoner in a hard-body jail.
“Yes.”
“There will be consequences.”
“I’m willing to take the punishment.”
“Willing?” he asked softly, with an edge of something else in his voice. “You really have no choice now.”
He tugged off my jacket before tossing it aside. Then he flipped me over and positioned me on my hands and knees. He yanked down my leggings, exposing my bare ass, and hissed. “You went out in public like this?”
“I didn’t want panty lines.”
Smack!
“Ow,” I cried in surprise.
“Say you’re sorry.” His palm slid gently over my offended cheek, and he caressed the sting. Pleasure started to build at my core, causing me to shift against his touch.
“Stay still,” he warned, clenching my ass. “Now, say you are sorry.”
His words were sharp, but I felt one of his long fingers drifting very close to my pussy.Touch me, please! I cried out in my head. But I kept it together—barely—trying to remember what I needed to apologize for. “For what?”
“For parading my pussy out in public like that.” His finger lightly grazed my entrance.
I dipped my head, wanting more. “No one could see it.”
Thwack!“Wrong answer,” he growled, and wetness pooled at my core.
Jeez. I never realized I liked games like this, not that I’d ever played them. However, I guess I did like this. “I’m sorry.”
“For?” he asked with a breath. He continued caressing my ass, and his finger was now circling my entrance, spreading my wetness with each pass.
I bit my lip, trying to find my response. “For going out in public without panties. I’m sorry, Uncle Aaron.”
“Fuck.” He pushed two fingers inside me with one hand and collared my throat with his other. “You’re making me lose my goddamn sense,” he mumbled against my cheek before turning my head to him and claiming my lips.
I moaned as his fingers pumped furiously inside me. He added a third finger, and I thought I would die from either pain or pleasure. Or both. It hurt a little, but it felt good, too.
“You like this? You like me fucking you with my fingers?”
“Uh-huh.” I backed into his hand, wanting more.
“This tight cunt is squeezing my fingers, Princess.”
I didn’t know how to answer that, nor did I think I could. I was soaring in the air, and I never wanted to come down.
“You want to come for me?”
“Yes,” I choked out. His hand at my neck shifted down, passing over my heavy breasts, down to my stomach. He clawed at the hem of my tank, finding purchase and pulling it over my head.
“No bra either? You are a very bad girl,” he said lowly, and his hand squeezed one of my breasts. His thumb caressed my nipple, which only heightened my sensations.
