Page 64 of Sugar Coated Secrets

He spanks my other cheek and then licks it and squeezes it again. “Say it, Sadie, and I’ll give you what you want. Tell me you’re soaked, only for me.”

“Yes,” I breathe, lightheaded. “I’m soaked…for you…only you.”

“Good girl.” He slips his finger inside me. “Sopping.” He pumps in and out a few times and inserts a second finger.

I hang over the edge of the hot tub, my torso over his shoulder, writhing and trying to screw his fingers. “More. Please, more.”

He lets out another growl and inserts a third finger, stretching me to the point of light pain. It’s incredible.

I groan as he works his fingers in and out at a brutal pace. I am nothing but a vessel for him to please and I want my release. I want it so badly, but I also don’t want this new sexual experience to end. I have no idea who this desperate, uninhibited person is, but now that she’s here I can’t imagine ever settling for less.

“Are you going to orgasm for me, Sadie?” He pumps faster, harder, deeper.

I explode, clenching his fingers as if to drag them inside me. My eyes roll to the back of my head. I’m certain I’m screaming or chanting Easton’s name.

“That tight pussy likes me inside it,” Easton says, sounding vindicated. “You surprise me, sweetcakes. In the best ways.”

My head falls limply forward as I gradually return to the present.

Easton slides me down his body to straddle his lap. I make slow blinks, catching my breath.

“How do you feel?” He sweeps strands of my tangled hair from my face, the majority of it still in the bun somehow.

“I feel…drained but amazing.”

“It’s the rush. The spanking, the heightened senses, the awareness, and anticipation… It’s intoxicating. You’re intoxicating.” He touches my chin. “Look at me.”

Unaware I was staring at his neck, I lift my gaze to meet his.

“I didn’t know if you would like that. But you did. I think it’s safe to say you loved it.”

I laugh, reality hitting me suddenly. “I can’t believe we did that. In the open. We didn’t even kiss.”

“I plan to fix that right now.” He grips my chin and tilts his head before pressing his mouth to mine.

His lips are soft and inviting, luring me to give him whatever he wants. I feel like he owns a secret part of me now, a part that likes to be spanked. I couldn’t imagine sharing that with anyone else. Easton has a way of making me feel comfortable and desired.

He licks the seam of my lips.

I open at once for him.

His warm tongue slips inside and twirls naturally with mine. Our first kiss was incredible, delicious. Our third is sweeter because we know each other in that way now. I love the taste of him and how he holds my cheeks when he kisses me. In a possessive yet gentle way. I rock my core against his hard erection. His cock is thick and big. I want to see it, but I also don’t know if we should have sex. We could and I’m sure it’d be amazing, but what would be left after that?

Would he have gotten his fill? That’s the Easton I know. Not necessarily one and done. He has a few regulars, but no one has ever held his interest for long.

He runs his hands down my body and grabs my ass, pulling me against his cock and adding more friction.

I moan in his mouth, and desire floods me again. His touch is magic.

His lips leave my mouth for the skin below my ear. “I want you naked. Take your top off for me.”

He holds me still on his lap, keeping me secured to him.

I untie the strings around my back and neck and let the fabric fall away. My nipples float just above the surface and are hard.

He stares at them and licks his lips before bending to take one in his mouth.

I let my head fall back and moan as he kisses, sucks, and nips my nipple. He does the same to the other, using his hands to cup the bottom of each, pushing them closer and higher while he feasts.

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