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“I’m warning you,” says Huan, leaning down, his face inches from him.

“Want to watch me fuck him?”

Snap.

I don’t hear the sound, but that’s what must’ve happened to his control. In a flash, I’m boxed against the building, held against brick, and Huan’s hand is wrapped in my hair.

A heavy cock presses against my thigh.

“You. Don’t. Fuck. Anyone.”

Each word is snarled out.

The savage possessive accelerates everything inside me. Wanting to bite back and itching to crawl all over him, I demand, “And how are you going to stop me?”

We both know where I’m going with this, and even if he doesn’t, I bring his hand to my ass. After a beat, I let go. He has to do it himself.

He does.

I’m… spanked.

My mouth goes dry, delicious heat sliding down me. This is my first time, but if I’m being honest, I’ve been imagining it ever since Huan let the threat slip out. It’s not unlike standing in a pool after you’ve been stuck around sand dunes. There issuchrelief.

“You ok?”

Flushed everywhere, I beg, “More please.”

Maybe it’s my wanton voice that breaks him further, for he spanks me again, his palm rearing back and snapping against my ass. My head tilts forward as I’m lost somewhere between nirvana and torture. As I moan, he doesn’t stop. Short, hardspanks in the shadows of an empty alleyway. When I can’t bear any more of it, I grapple with his body and pull him closer.

Huan understands. He presses every inch of his hard body into me. As he keeps me locked against the building, a groan goes through him. It feels like his erection is angry against my body. We’re both so turned on it’s stupid. And yet, I also feel like I’m melting, like I don’t have to worry, as if I’m not allowed to worry about anything.

This is the closest I’ve come to blanking out, being crazy horny and feeling utterly safe at the same time. I… I have to tell him what it means. “The other guy?—”

“Don’t talk about him.” His hand twists harder into my hair.

“You wanted to hit him.”

“I wanted tosmashhis face.”

“Why?” I ask, a glutton for this honesty.

“He touched you.”

“That’s not fair,” I tell him.

“Trust me, I know,” he grits out. “I fucking know. This isn't supposed to happen.”

“It’s shit how nobody feels like how I feel with you.”

“You think I don’t know that? You have no idea how much I know. You make men dream, Komal.”

Scary how those words warm my whole heart. My mind is gone and my body is starving. It needs more. Wriggling until there is more room, I use both my hands to cup his jaw. He leans into it.

“Let’s kiss the lust out of us,” I whisper.

“I’m not thinking,” he admits, rather desperately.

“Good. Just be bad at it. Make these feelings go away.”

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