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“I just didn’t think about it—”

“And that’s the problem right there,” I cut her off. “You’ve got some creep stalking you. That means you need to think about it.”

“It’s not that serious. I probably overreacted—”

“No, you didn’t! What aren’t you getting here? This guy could have done God knows what to you and you’re acting like a child,” I finally explode. My hands are shaking as rage flows through me. What I would do once I find that asshole.

Daisy, ever the sensitive dog, doesn’t like it when I yell. She slips off the couch and pads back to my bedroom to wait out the storm. Once she goes, Lanie jumps to her feet, her jaw clenched and her hands balled into fists, glowering at me.

“I’m not acting like a child.”

“Yeah, you really are.”

She heads for the door, but I catch her arm and spin her around. She’s stared at danger in the eye tonight, and she’s still in denial.

My head buzzes with frustration. So scattered and flustered I’m not even completely conscious of what I’m doing, I pick Lanie up with one arm and drag her back to the couch. Sitting down, I put her over my knee, push her work skirt up, and slap her ass, making her yelp.

“Lane, what are you doing?” she shrieks.

I smack her other asscheek, enough to leave a glowing red handprint on her smooth, pale skin, making her screech in pain and indignation. She squirms in my lap, but my grip is firm. She’s not getting away anytime soon.

“Lane!”

“If you’re going to act like a child, I’m going to treat you like one,” I reply, my breathing harsh. “Don’t you ever, EVER put yourself in danger, Lanie. If something happened to you…”

The sharp crack of my hand meeting the flesh of her ass is loud and echoes around the living room. As I watch the handprint on her skin grow a deeper red and the way her ass jiggles and shakes every time I slap it, I feel a deep stirring inside of me. And when I hear that her yelps have turned into soft moans, my staff starts to thicken and grow. Lanie turns and looks over her shoulder at me and I can see the same lust in her face I feel coursing through every vein in my body.

She slips off my lap and pulls me to my feet. Her eyes are wide, her full lips parted, and her cheeks flushed. I lean down and kiss her hard, forcing my tongue between her teeth. She gasps into my mouth but leans into me, kissing me just as hard. I groan as her hand finds my stiff erection and she begins to massage it through my jeans. Gripping her hair, I wrench her head back and plant a line of kisses down her neck, gently nipping at her flesh.

Lanie quickly unzips my pants and pulls them down, taking hold of my thick length, and begins to stroke it. She looks up at me with a sort of amazement on her face that I feel as well. Somehow, in some way, our heated argument has turned into pure lust and need. And before I can say a word—a word that would probably ruin the moment—Lanie drops to her knees and swirls her tongue around the head. She teases the soft underside with the tip of her tongue at the same time she pumps her hand up and down my thick shaft.

“Jesus Christ,” I mutter as she takes me into her mouth.

I continue to grow impossibly hard as I watch her sucking me off. It’s one of the sexiest sights I’ve ever seen and it’s all I can do to keep from blowing my load in her mouth right then and there. I reach down and grip her hair, doing everything I can to hold myself off. But her mouth is so soft and wet, and she lashes me with her tongue so fiercely, it’s pushing me to the brink.

My body feels like it’s on fire and my balls are growing tight. I know if I don’t stop her now, I won’t be able to stop her at all. And I’m not ready to be done with her just yet.

Reaching down, I pull her to her feet, and she looks at me with an almost disappointed expression on her face. But then the corners of her mouth flicker upward and a sultry little smile crosses those full lips of hers. I lean forward, my mouth finding hers, and kiss her with every ounce of desire and passion in me.

Our tongues swirl together, and I slide my hands under her skirt, yank her panties down, and slide them between her thighs. She gasps as I tease her clit with my fingertips, then cries out as I sink two fingers deep into that hot, wet little hole.

“I need you inside me, Lane,” she whispers. “I need to feel you in me right now.”

I push her back onto the couch and she pulls her skirt up and parts her thighs as I lie down on top of her. I brace myself on my arms above her and give her a hard thrust, sinking my dick all the way into her. Lanie gasps and her eyes roll back in her head as she takes a beat to overcome the pain of me stretching her open like that. Her eyes find mine as I start to roll my hips and fuck her, pumping into her harder and faster.

“Yes…” she gasps.

Grabbing her hands with one of my own, I pin them down to the sofa above her head and grit my teeth as I start to pound myself into her. She gasps and moans as I fuck her. Pinned beneath my body and her hands trapped above her head, she can’t move. She squirms and writhes, but all she can do is lie there and let me drive myself into her as fiercely as I want.

“Oh God, yes,” she groans.

I lean down and nibble her earlobe, using my other hand to squeeze her tits through her uniform shirt as I continue plunging into her. Her mouth finds mine and she kisses me hard, but I pull back and look her in the eye. As I do, I slam into her with a strong, powerful thrust of my hips that makes her cry out. Her breath is ragged and the expression on her face is near ecstasy.

“You should have texted,” I say, my voice low and rough. “You broke your promise.”

“I—I’m sorry,” she stammers.

She reaches for my hand and wraps it around her slim throat. With her hand over mine, she squeezes. Lanie lets out a low moan as a look of sheer bliss crosses her face. I guess I just found something she likes, and fuck, she looks so tiny and hot.

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