Page 42 of The Sniper

It was fire, frustration, and longing. It was everything.

Daniels pressed Reyna against the wall, his hands sliding over the silky fabric of her burgundy dress. His breath mingled with hers as he found the hidden zipper, slowly easing it down. The fabric parted with a soft whisper, revealing a lacy bra beneath. With deliberate care, he slid the straps from her shoulders, letting the dress pool at her feet, his dark eyes never leaving hers as his fingers traced the newly exposed skin.

Daniels’ rough hands fondled her ass, his lips hot against her left cheek, so near her mouth. His tongue flicked out, touched the edge of her lip as his hands moved down to pull at the black lace thong she wore.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” she managed to mumble.

“Then tell me to stop.”

He waited, but no words came. Those were perhaps the longest few seconds of his life. He wasn’t sure what he’d do if she did tell him to stop, but she didn’t. His hand slid between her legs, his fingers toying with the entrance to her sex, teasing her arousal and making her nipples stiffen under the thin fabric of her bra.

For a woman who was most at home in tactical gear and camo pants, Reyna had decidedly feminine taste in lingerie.

“Tell me why I want you so badly. You’re difficult, stubborn, mouthy… everything a sub shouldn’t be.” His lips moved to whisper the words in her ear, hot and so intense the movement made her shiver. “But so responsive. It’s getting to the point I can’t sleep at night anymore, because you’re there, in mydreams, tempting me, taunting me with that snarky mouth of yours and your challenging eyes. Fitz says you need to be tamed; hell, maybe he’s right.”

“Daniels, just shut up and get on with it, or I’ll find someone who can,” she responded, fanning the frustration that always seemed to be a part of their interactions.

So, she wanted him to get on with it? He knew he should take control, slow things down and make her work for what she wanted, but she was almost completely naked, and he didn’t think he had it in him to resist. Steeling himself, he backed away.

He sat down. “Over my lap.”

“I don’t do impact play.”

“You do now.”

“What are you? Some kind of caveman?”

“I’m your Dom, and I’m going to start giving you what you need instead of just what you ask for. Now, Reyna, assume the position. It’s a count of five. If you don’t stop arguing and start moving, I’ll add to it.”

Daniels could almost hear the wheels spinning in her head, deciding what she wanted to do. He’d never been more relieved in his life than when she sighed quietly and placed herself over his lap, her belly pressed against his hard cock. He gave her the time she needed to get settled, finding her place.

His hand came down in a swift motion, breaking the silence of the room with a loud smack. Her pale skin immediately turned pink, and she let out a small squeal. She squirmed slightly as he delivered another strike to her other cheek.

He gave her a light slap in the center of her backside before slipping his fingers underneath to make sure she was ready for what was to come. As he’d hoped, Reyna was already dripping wet and becoming more aroused by the second. He wasn't losing any heat, either; he could feel his erection pulsing against herheated flesh. He slid two fingers inside her without hesitation, taking advantage of how slippery and ready she was.

He watched as her back rose and fell unevenly with each breath, focusing on following his commands. Her skin was now a perfect shade of rosy pink and hot to the touch. She responded so well to his discipline. Maybe Fitz had been right all along? Maybe he had been misjudging her needs versus what she claimed she wanted? Unable to resist any longer, he pulled his fingers out and delivered two quick smacks to her ass. He couldn't wait any longer, he needed her now.

He rubbed her pinkened ass.

“You handled that well. Are you all right?”

“Yes, Sir.”

It was the first time she’d used that honorarium. It sounded like she actually meant it.

“If we fuck, there’s no going back. You have to tell me you want it, that you want my cock, or I’m going to back off. Tell me you want my cock,” Daniels whispered harshly, his hand moving up her spine to unhook her bra and remove it as well. Her nipples resembled little pebbles and seemed to be begging to be sucked.

REYNA

She didn’t want to admit she wanted him—didn’t want to have to say it, didn’t want to have to truly submit, mostly because she knew there would be no going back. She’d never thought she’d enjoy being spanked, but from the moment his hand connected with her ass, she’d felt everything inside her go soft and gooey.His fingers inside her felt so good, and she’d had to fight to keep from coming.

Her tongue came out, licking her lips, but she was still bent over his knee, clutching his leg for support. She knew if she said no or used her safeword, he would stop and most likely never touch her again. King’s wife, Samantha, had warned her that there would come a day when Daniels would draw a line in the sand, and she’d either have to give over or he’d walk away. He’d picked one hell of a day to draw that line.

She groaned—a helpless sound of pure need. “I want you, Daniels.”

“What was that? I didn’t hear you?” Daniels asked in that low Dom voice, making everything inside her quiver as he continued to stroke her.

She hesitated, so determined that he wouldn’t win, but Reyna was so close to coming on his fingers. She didn’t want him to stop. She needed that orgasm more than she’d ever needed anything.

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