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“Taking you to your bed.”

“No.”

“No?” I repeat the denial in surprise. I know I didn’t misread the intent of her photo, of her still wearing the slutty outfit.

“Since you don’t do sleepovers, you don’t get to use my bed,” she explains with her chin raised.

“I’m gonna do you in your bed whether you like it or not.”

“No,” she says again, making my feet remain planted to the floor. Her fingers lift and spear through my hair, sending a jolt of need all the way through me. “Not unless you stay there all night.”

“You manipulative little…”

“Slut, I know,” she finishes, pulling my hair and making my teeth grind together. “So, what’s it going to be, Isaac? Quick and dirty oral at the front door again? Or however long, whatever you want in the bedroom?”

A grunt is my agreement as I slap her ass cheek and squeeze it as I carry her the rest of the way down the hall.

“No sneaking out in the morning either,” Holly says as we slip into her room, my foot slamming the door behind us for her new roommate’s sake.

“You still think you have the upper hand here?” I ask her before I toss her down on the mattress. She bounces hard enough to almost free her tits from the corset. Seeing her laid out before me in that damn outfit, her long hair flowing all around her, big brown eyes holding mine, there’s no denying it. I would do anything she asked for another taste, for a chance to finally bury myself in that heaven I’m craving between her raised, spread thighs.

Wrapping my hands around her knees, I tug on them, pulling her ass to the edge of the mattress. She lets me, but then her knees close together, denying me further access.

“I won’t leave before the sun’s up,” I agree as I attempt to gently spread her knees apart. They still don’t budge.

“You don’t leave until I leave for work.”

“Fine, but that’s the last order you give me tonight.”

“Deal,” she agrees with a grin as her knees part.

I reach for her hips, moving so fast and with such force that she gasps in surprise when she suddenly finds herself facedown on the bed. She pushes up onto her hands and knees, and I give a jerk on that string standing between me and the promised land, tugging it down her legs to her ankles to get it out of my way.

Then, I leave her waiting. Waiting for me to move, to see what I’ll do next. She’s probably expecting my palm on her ass, which is why I don’t give it to her.

My fingers go to my belt buckle instead, undoing it quietly, pulling it free from each loop slowly.

“Isaac?” Holly asks.

“That picture you sent, you were begging for a spanking, weren’t you?”

“Y-yes,” she stammers.

“What should I punish you for?”

“I…I don’t know.”

“How about I punish you for being a conniving, dirty girl, bending over, taking a photo in that sexy shit you knew I couldn’t resist?”

She nods, so I fold the black leather belt and give her the first lick of it, right across both ass cheeks.

A cry of surprise, of pain, escapes her mouth. I hit her again and again, not too hard but not gently, until her cry becomes more of a moan. That’s when I change the angle, bringing the leather up between her spread legs.

“Mmm,” Holly groans as her forehead lowers to the mattress, her fingers gripping the bedding on either side of her.

“You like that?”

“Yes!” she says, so I do it again. Over and over, faster and faster, just barely brushing her bare flesh, teasing, taunting her the way she does me. “More! I need…more!”

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