Page 39 of Possessing Paisley

“These are fucking sexy as fuck.”

I beam at him, lifting onto my tiptoes. “Really? I mean, they’re not too much? Or too dark?”

His gaze rises to my face, his eyes searching. “No, Paisley. They’re perfect, and so are you. I love how you look and dress. My dark girl. In case you haven’t noticed,” he motions toward the black framed art on the wall and then his suit, “black is also my favorite color.”

I had noticed, actually. The very first time I met him, I noticed. Several of the men are fitted in all-black suits on a regular basis, but even at the party last night, while most of the men were in tuxes, Kieran was in his usual all-black Armani suit.

“Do you need to go home to grab some clothes?”

Wait, what? The change of subject confuses me, but then I remember his text. “Yeah, about that. You can’t always demand that I do things. You could ask, you know. And saying please wouldn’t kill you. I’m not one of your men you can bark orders at.”

Clenching his jaw, he stares at me. “If I try to say please more, will you try to not always be a brat and argue about everything?”

I bring my fingers to my chin and tap, a smile playing at my lips. “Hmm. I actually like arguing with you. It’s fun. And it’s against the rules to lie, Daddy. So, unfortunately for you, I can’t agree to that.”

Narrowing his eyes, he lets out a low growl right before he snatches me up and carries me upstairs. “You’re a sassy little thing. You know what fixes sass?”

“What?”

“A hot ass and a few orgasms. We’ll see how fucking smart-mouthed you are once I’m done with you.”

Heat rushes right down to my core, my panties becoming damp.When he sets me on the edge of the bed and kneels in front of me to take off my shoes, I nearly moan as he stares up at me. This enormous man is at my feet, looking up at me with those gorgeous green eyes like I’m a damn queen. I’ve never felt more beautiful. More desired.

He stands, and I gasp as his erection pressing against his slacks comes into view. I’m still in awe it fit inside me last night. It’s so long and thick and it tasted delicious.

I reach out and trace the outline, licking my lips at the same time. He lets out a low growl and yanks my T-shirt up and over my head. While he pulls off one piece of my clothing at a time, I continue exploring, squeezing, and stroking him through his pants.

“You are such a fucking tease, baby, but fuck, I like what you do to me.”

Tilting my head back, I meet his gaze and cry out as he tweaks my nipple, tugging gently. Using his free hand, he slides two fingers between my open lips. “Suck.”

My clit pulses as he continues playing with my breasts. I never thought nipple play was a real thing until now as I hover near the edge. When I slide my hand between my thighs, Kieran pinches my nipple so hard I cry out, the sharp pain mixing with pleasure and creating a feeling of ecstasy.

“Did I say you could touch your pussy?”

I shake my head, unable to speak with his fingers still in my mouth. He pulls them free and raises his eyebrows. “Who’s in charge here, Paisley? Is it you? Or is it Daddy?”

His tone is chastising, but his eyes are glazed with his own arousal. I smirk at him. “Obviously, it’s me, Daddy. I’m in charge.”

Cocking his head, he chuckles quietly before he grabs me and flips me onto my stomach, then peppers my ass with smacks. “Keep thinking that, Little demon. Keep thinking you’re in charge.”

I cry out and giggle at the same time, loving this playful side of him. He doesn’t show it often.

As suddenly as the spanking started, it stops, and he yanks me up and back by the hips to bury his face in my pussy. He doesn’t go easy on me. He licks, sucks, and bites with vigor, spreading my ass cheeks at the same time. When his thumb brushes over my back hole, I yelp and try to move forward, but he doesn’t let me budge.

“Make no mistake, Paisley, I will fuck this ass often,” he growls, pressing his digit against it.

I let out a whine and shake my head. “You’re too big for me.”

He bites the back of my thigh. “No, baby. That’s where you’re wrong. You see, we’re the perfect fit for each other, so it doesn’t matter where I fuck you, it’s going to feel amazing.”

Just as I’m about to argue again, he sucks on my clit, and stars appear in front of me as my pussy convulses and an unexpected orgasm rips through me like a tidal wave. Kierancontinues to play with me, thrusting a finger into my pussy while he undoes his belt with his other hand.

As he presses the head of his cock to my opening, I moan and pant his name over and over like a prayer. He’s so thick, it’s a stretch, but the slight sting adds to the pleasure.

“You’re so fucking tight, baby. Fuck. You’re doing so good, though. Taking my dick like the good girl you are.”

A shiver runs through me from his praise. I love being his good girl. “I need more.”

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