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“You need to remove your skirt and panties and present yourself over my lap. Though I won’t try to run your life, I will never allow you to top from the bottom or speak to me in the way you have on multiple occasions. After I’m finished, all will be forgiven, and we will start from scratch.” He sat in the chair and waited for her to comply. He had no doubt she would, even if she had doubts. They had an undeniable connection.
She slipped off her pencil skirt. Her outward appearance she carried for work might be that of a buttoned-down career woman, but underneath she wore a red lace thong. It was hot. As she placed her hands on either side of her panties to comply with his orders, he stopped her. “Turn around first. I want to see that gorgeous ass in your thong before you take it off.”
She rolled her eyes at him before obeying. She shook her ass in his face in a flirtatious way. His dick grew harder if it was possible. He decided to let the eye roll go because she was playing around with him, and it didn’t seem disrespectful.
She pulled down the string between her cheeks as she wiggled her ass. This was the playful Samantha he remembered, and it made him want her all the more. After her panties were on the floor and she stepped out of them, she bent over to pick them up as well as her skirt. He reached out, and she placed her G-string in his hand. It was soaked, and he put it to his nose and breathed in deeply. He could rapidly become addicted to her scent.
“Very nicely done, Little Red. You know what I want you to do next.” She ambled up to his knees and placed herself across his lap, remaining silent the entire time. “How are you doing, my sweet? Do you need anything?” He needed to make sure she was still in this before he started.
“I’m fine, Sir. Ready to get this going.”
“You’ve been disrespectful to me on multiple occasions, and I think this needs to be harsh to remind you it is unacceptable. So, since we had two separate occasions where you decided to cuss and raise your voice at me, I think you owe me thirty strokes. Fifteen for each episode. Do you understand what is about to happen?” Of course she understood, but he wanted to play the mind games to get her in the right frame of mind.
“I understand, Sir,” she whispered.
He started spanking her without any further discussion, varying each stroke, moving in different places on her wonderful ass. He also varied how hard each swat was. When he spanked harder, she squirmed more. Halfway through the spanking, her juices ran down his leg. It was sexy as hell. Her scent reached him, and he realized he would never get enough of it.
He took a break after number twenty and rubbed her ass before taking his fingers and stroking through her pussy. He brought his hand back covered in her glistening juices. Then he rubbed the fluid all over her red ass. She jumped. “Looks like my girl loves a good spanking.”
He continued to rain down swats, finishing with the sit spots where her ass met the tops of her legs. It was an especially sensitive area he loved to pay attention to when giving a spanking. This was supposed to be a punishment spanking, but there was no way in hell he could end it without tasting her. He thought he might die if he didn’t.
He brought her to a standing position before he bent over and picked her up, pulling her body close to his as she brought her arms up around his neck. Whether or not she realized it, she was his and would stay that way.
He walked to the bedroom and laid her gently in the center of the bed. He bent and kissed her with the passion of a man starved. When they were both breathless, he moved down to her neck, kissing and nibbling along the way. She moaned but said nothing, her eyes closed. After licking her earlobe, he kissed his way down her chest. When he reached her breasts, he nibbled and licked the right one followed by the left. She writhed under his touch, making him want her all the more. Though he loved playing with her breasts and wanted to spend all night there, he needed to taste her core right now.
Once he reached her pussy, he kneeled between her legs. He took a deep breath; her sweet fragrance had quickly become his favorite perfume. He took her right leg and placed it over his shoulder before taking his first taste. He’d waited for years to taste her, and he would not be rushed. The first swipe of his tongue was nirvana. She squirmed, and he placed his hands on either of her hips and held her down. He would never allow her to take charge in the bedroom.
He continued to lick and suck while she shook with need. If he was more sadistic, he would stop and make her deal with being on edge with no way to go over. However, tonight he wanted nothing more than to see his Little Red in the midst of an orgasm.
“Please,” she cried, a single tear falling from her eye. So fragile, a beautiful angel, nothing like the sarcastic woman he had been dealing with. She was complicated, and he looked forward to peeling back all her layers but not right now. Now was reserved for giving her exactly what she needed.
He went back to his task, careful to avoid her clit. He would take her all the way to the edge before pushing her over. He licked and teased her pussy, working his way back through her perineal area and then licking her ass while she continued to writhe. He took first one finger, then two and finger fucked her while feasting. When he felt she could handle no more, he made his way back to her clit and sucked it into his mouth before biting down with enough pressure to send her over. She screamed out his name as she came.
Her pussy clenched his fingers. All he could think about was just how it would feel to have her milking his dick in the exact same way. He could feel the precum on his penis, but it would just have to wait. He wasn’t going there tonight.
When she finally came down, he pulled free from her and licked her juices from his fingers. She had fallen asleep, and her relaxed sigh was music to his ears. He went to the bathroom and returned with a washcloth and towel then took his time cleaning her before covering her up. He jumped in the shower before returning to bed, set his alarm clock for five a.m., and let sleep take him.
5
Samantha stretched as she woke. How deliciously sore she was. The sheets were heaven against her sore ass, and she didn’t want to open her eyes. If she did, she would have to start her day, and she wasn’t sure she was prepared for what her day would bring. She would have to deal with Derrick and the fact he was right.Damn him. Would she be able to have a relationship with Jenn’s brother? But, how could she even think of walking away.
“You are thinking mighty loud over there, Red.” She peeked to see her dream man lying on his side with his head propped in his hand, staring down at her. His hair was mussed in the sexiest way, and the stubble on his face had felt wonderful between her legs last night.Ahh, that is the burn on my thighs.
“Good morning, Sir.” Might as well try it out to see how it felt when she wasn’t over his knee. She liked it a little too much.
“Ahh, Little Red, I really like the sound of that from your sexy mouth.” He leaned forward to kiss her, but she held a hand up to her lips.
“Oh, please tell me you have an extra toothbrush...morning breath.” The thought of him getting anywhere near her until she brushed her teeth killed her.
“I had my face between your legs for the better part of last night. Do you think I’m going to let a little morning breath scare me off? Like that’s gonna happen.” He moved her hand before he closed the gap and took her mouth in a searing kiss.
Time held no meaning when he held her this way. He would be dangerous to her, but, in the moment, she couldn’t bring herself to care.
She wasn’t sure how much time passed before he pulled back and grinned at her. “See, what morning breath?”
When her wits returned to her, she wondered what time it was. Without looking at the clock, she started to panic. She had grand rounds to get to, and she was never late. She jumped out of the bed and ran for the first door she saw, hoping it was the en suite, which, thankfully, it was. Reaching into the shower, she turned on the water, thankful it was much like hers, so she knew all about the bells and whistles and how they worked.
“Hey, lady, running out of here so soon?” Derrick walked into the bathroom in all of his naked glory. Her mouth watered at the thought of taking him down her throat. She had some special talents she would be more than happy to share with him. “If you keep staring at me like that, you will never make it out the door.”
