Page 123 of Reclaiming Adelaide

“I can do this all day long until you stop being a brat.” Another slap hit my left cheek before he picked me up and straddled me on his lap.

“No one’s ever spanked me before.”

Which should be obvious, since he was my first for many of our sexual activities.

He chuckled. “It shows.”

He tugged on the bottom of my wavy hair, tipping my head back.

My chest heaved as I turned my playful glare in his direction, then stuck out my tongue.

“God, you are testing my patience.”

I bit my bottom lip, enjoying my freakish behavior, but missing my lip ring. “I might be.” I leaned into him and ran my tongue across his closed lips. “Mmm.”

Jake grabbed my hips, shoved me off his lap, and spun me around. “Just remember,” he said as he dipped his fingers into my shorts and tore them down my legs, “you wanted this.”

“Yes,” I gasped. “I do.”

He shoved his hand into my back and pushed me down onto the other computer chair, leaving my knees locked and my stinging ass exposed for his carnal appetite. He grabbed my shorts and panties wrapped around my ankles and pulled them off, tossing them somewhere in the room with pink neon lights flashing all around us.

Weren’t those green before? God, I don’t remember.

His hands gripped my thighs, and his thumbs tucked into the creases where my pussy and legs met as he kicked my ankles wide and inhaled my scent.

“You smell like heaven, wrapped up in a dessert made just for me.”

How does he make it sound like I’d evenenjoy the taste of myself?

“God.” I tipped my head back, my tendrils tickling the top of my sore butt.

“He’s not here, but I’ll be happy to take his place.”

His warm tongue slipped between my folds, drawing a gasp from my tight throat.

“Fuck, Jake.”

“That’s better.”

He swirled again, flicking my clit with firm motions, then sucked on it with his lips, his teeth grazing the sensitive nub. My knees buckled as a zing traveled to my toes, followed by a cry. I dropped my head, my hair tumbling towards the floor in a black wave.

“Don’t fall.” Two fingers plunged deep inside me, drawing a moan from my throat. “You wanted to play a game with me…” he said between flicks against my clit. “I’ll make you regret it.”

My mind went numb as his fingers worked inside my body, his tongue in tandem, building an unbearable pressure deep in my belly. He dipped in once, twice, and when I tensed for the third, it never came. Instead, he pulled out and ran his wet fingers against the circle of tight muscles. I jerked away, but his arm wrapped around my hips, and his teeth dug into my ass, causing a scream to rip out of me.

“Welcome to my game, Adelaide.” His voice turned dark and sinister as his finger pressed against the tight ring of resisting flesh.

“I’m sorry,” I said with a gasp. “I’m…uhhh.“ He pressed in a little harder.

The contrasting sensations scraped against the confines of my mind—a smoothing, rough texture pushed past my untouched barrier.

“You’re so tight. I’m going to enjoy fucking your ass.”

He couldn’t be serious? I couldn’t take him there. “No…” I gasped again. “I’ve never done that, Jake.”

“I’ll make you ready. Don’t worry.”

“What if…”

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