Page 171 of Charming Deception

“You haven’t earned the right to call me that yet,” I say, still teasing, and watching his eyes darken dangerously.

“Show me what belongs to me before I put you over my knee and spank you for that.”

I pull the string, loosening my top slowly, teasing him as I peel it off. While my body buzzes with the adrenaline blast.

The truth is, I’d love a good spanking.

He squeezes his hard length, letting the head pop out the top of his swim trunks. Giving me a show, too.

Have I seriously found a man to play with? A man this hot?

Could he really be this much fun?

Heaven, thank you for letting me in.

The head of his cock is wet with precome, and I lick my lip.

“Do you like what you see?” I ask him.

“When you emerged from the water with that wet bikini clinging to you, I could’ve come in my shorts.”

“Wow. What a waste.”

“Now show me that pussy.”

“So bossy…”

The truth is, I love it.

I love dirty talk.

I peel off the bottom of my bikini just as slowly as I stripped off the top. Making him wait for what he wants.

Maybe this is payback.

Just a little.

For all the time he made me wait…

When I stand in front of him naked, I say, “No one can see us, right?”

“Now you ask.”

I giggle, glancing around.

“We’re alone. Get that gorgeous body over here,” he purrs.

I drift closer, standing next to his lounge chair. His eyes gleam at me. A lion without a cage.

Where has he been hiding all this ferocious hunger, all this time?

And why?

“Take off my swim trunks.”

I peel them down and off as he shifts his hips to let me.

When he’s naked, I know my appreciation of what I see gets him hot. My desire for him turns him on. It’s obvious.

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