Page 38 of Last Round

“What about this mess? I thought you needed my help?”

“Oh, you helped plenty.” Dani chuckles.

Suddenly Killian’s ranting makes sense. “You wanted him to lose?”

“It’s not so much about him losing as it was about me winning?”

“What did you win?”

“The gratification of watching him squirm.”

Cockblock

Killian

“WhatdidIsayabout dressing like this?” I whisper into her ear as I approach her from behind.

“Huh?” she murmurs innocently as she arches her back, resting her head on my chest while rubbing her ass against my stiff cock.

My hand wraps around her delicate throat, pulling her closer. I run my nose along her jawline. “I think this time a punishment is in order.” Her body shivers at the notion. “Tell me, Molly, are you a bad girl?”

“Yes, such a bad, bad girl.”

“Good.” I lick from her mouth, down the column of her neck, to where I can feel her pulse pounding. As hard as I can, I suck the tender flesh between my teeth. She moans as I leave my mark. “Palms on the table,” I order before I release her.

She obeys without hesitation. Curving her spine, she sticks out her ass. The red microskirt rides up, exposing the small triangle of her white thong. A growl rumbles in my chest.

“Tell me, firecracker, were you strutting your bare ass around my bar tonight for all these assholes to see?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm,” I hum, gripping each of her cheeks before shoving the material up farther, revealing her smooth backend. Flawless, begging for attention. I massage the flesh, spreading the globes apart and slightly exposing the puckered hole hidden behind the thin strip of fabric.

Smack, smack.

She yelps at my sudden strikes. “So beautiful,” I compliment as I caress her pinkened skin. “I barely spanked you, and I can already see my red handprints decorating your perfect ass. But do you think that was punishment enough?”

Molly shakes her head.

“Do you want more?”

“Yes, please.”

I squeeze her cheeks firmly, and she hisses with the pressure. “Yes, please…” I urge her to correct herself.

“Yes, please, sir.”

“Good girl.” I reward her immediately with two more swats before massaging the tender flesh again. Once I’ve soothed away the initial burn, I offer another set of firm slaps. I continue until her ass is the same shade as the heels she’s wearing.

Her face rests on the tabletop next to her palms while her legs quiver from the assault.

Laying my body over hers, I rest my cock between her sore cheeks and whisper in her ear. “You did such a good job.” She whimpers at my praise. “I think you’ve earned yourself a reward. Would you like that?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Are you wet for me?” I ask, sliding my hand around her waist before pushing her damp thong to the side and slipping my middle finger into her slick center. “Fuck,” I grunt my approval. “Are you ready to ride the rainbow, firecracker?”

“Yes, please… sir.”

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