Page 35 of King of Wrath

“Bad little girls get spankings,” I rumble. What the hell is she doing to me? I’ve been keeping it light, gentle, easy.

Easing her into this. But we just plunged into the deep end. Only Nia doesn’t look scared. “Is that as hot as it sounds?”

My jaw clenches as I step into the shower and immediately set her down in the hot spray, turning her so that her back is to my front as I nudge her feet further apart.

Nia has this flat toned belly that’s gorgeous, but she’s got a real flare to her hips and a plump round ass that nestles my cock as I pull her tight to me.

I’m not spanking her today. Hell. This is a woman who’s really been hurt. But a little dirty talk…

“The way I spank, you’re going to love it.” I slide my hand down her belly and through her hair, only stopping when I’m cupping her pussy.

And then I give her clit a light smack, the water cushioning the slap so that she sucks in a breath and then moans. “Oh yeah,” she hisses as I do it again. “Spank me more.”

My answer is to plunge two fingers into her tight pussy.

Her knees buckle and I wrap my other arm around her to hold her up. “Tell me the truth, Nia,” I’m rumbling into her ear. “Do you want to be mine?”

“Yes,” she moans. “Oh yes.”

I’m pumping my fingers in and out of her, the heel of my hand grinding into her clit.

“And you’re going to be a good girl for me so that I make you cum over and over?”

“Yes.”

I want that so fucking bad too, but I know I’m playing her right now. I’m close to learning something crucial and I can’t forget why I’m here. Where I’m going…

She’s getting close, I feel her trembling, and I slow my hand. She lets out a cry of protest even as I rumble in her ear. “Promise me, sweetheart. Promise me we’re going to be good to each other.”

“Promise,” she gasps and then I add a third finger, stretching her out and getting her ready for when we kick this party up a notch.

She starts to cum the moment I hit that spot inside her pussy, her legs giving out as I hold her up and pump in and out of her while she gasps out another orgasm.

My cock is starting to weep too, the needy bastard so ready to be buried inside her.

She’s limp against the shower wall, her body so placid, I kiss the back of her neck.

She stirs a bit, picking her head up. “That was… Wow.”

I smile into her skin. “I agree.”

I reach for the soap, beginning to scrub her down and ignoring my own raging hard-on. Because the way I extract thenext piece of information from Nia has just occurred to me and it’s perfect.

I know that her mother had an affair with my brother a decade ago. But by pressing that issue, I might be able to extract another truth.

Which means my little man is going to have to wait.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Nia

Jake runshis hands over every square inch of my skin, not missing a single crack or crevice.

I’d be embarrassed but I’m too satisfied.

Dimly, I wonder what just happened. It’s like every reservation, every inhibition fell away the moment his thumb skimmed over my nipple.

I can admit that I’ve been dying to have a man touch me. I just didn’t want any of the other complications.

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