Page 75 of Tempting God

“Fucking beautiful,” he praises. “Do you remember the color I told you to say at Unfortunate Souls if things became too much for you?”

“Red.” I glance over my shoulder at him. “You sure think about that night a lot, don’t you?”

“Guilty. I’m going to give you a bit of pain before the pleasure. If it becomes too much, simply say Red.”

“I understand.”

He slaps my bottom, making me jerk.

“I believe you forgot an important word, Little Fae.”

“I understand, sir.”

He rubs his hand over the same spot, taking away the sting. I’m starting to get a good idea of where this is going.

“You’ve been naughty, wife. Taunting and teasing me every time we’ve seen each other since that night all those years ago.”

Another swat. This one is on my other butt cheek.

“How so?”

He makes a sound with his tongue. “Again, you forgot an important word. One you should always use when addressing me in the bedroom.”

He spanks me again, coming closer to my pussy. I rock on my hands. Holy crap, that hurt! But it also felt…good. Like, what would it feel like if he spanked me right on my pussy? The thought has me moaning.

“Does my little brat enjoy being spanked?”

“Maybe, sir.”

“Maybe?”

“It hurts…but it felt good a moment ago.”

“When I spanked you here?” He swats in the same spot, making me moan again.

“Yes, sir.”

He hums under his breath. “I wonder…”

The next swat is right over my pussy.

“Holy fuck,” I pant. “Yes!”

Another swat has tears filling my eyes.

“Yes what?”

“Yes, sir! That feels so good, sir.”

“Look at my little brat. She’s practically coming by this alone. Tell me, baby, do you want another spanking, or shall I fill you with my cock?”

“Either, sir.”

My answer comes out like a plea.

He swats me again and then moves over me, grasping my hips. I fall forward onto my forearms when he thrusts into me. God, this feels so, so, so good and I make incoherent sounds as he pounds into me.

“Are you close, Greer?”

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