Page 70 of Undeniably Enemies

She squeals and immediately starts to thrash. “What the fuck?”

My hand comes down with a hard crack on her ass, and she yelps, her body seizing.

“Are you fucking kidding me? You are not spanking me, Jack.”

I rub the area I just spanked with the cold plug and bring my mouth down by her ear. “I’m going to spank you, Wren, because you ran out on me last night before I was done with you. But if you take my punishment like a good girl, I’ll reward you for it.”

She pants out a breath, her body trembling, and I can feel her trying to weigh her pride and need to fight with her overwhelming desire. It’s the brat versus the good girl, but both can’t truly exist together. Still, I saw it last weekend when I let those words accidentally slip. It affects her. She likes praise, and I doubt she even knows it, but part of her needs it.

I like punishing the brat, but I love rewarding the good girl, and I want to see that side of her so fucking badly.

“Open for me again.”

“Fuck you.”

“Oh, Cinderella, I will but remember what I said about being a good girl first.”

Shockingly, she opens, and I stick the plug back in her mouth since it dried. She gets it wet, and while she’s doing that, I dip a finger into her pussy. Her back arches, pushing her belly heavier against my thighs, but god, is this girl fucking soaked. My cock pulses, and she feels it against her stomach because she moans and presses down against it.

I gather some of her natural lubricant and slide it to the tight ring of muscles in the back and start to play with her there. She squirms some more, fighting ever so slightly, but I can see she’s also getting wetter for me. Christ, this woman was made for me, and I only wish I had days, weeks, months, or years to spend doing all the things I could do with her.

I pull the plug from her mouth and drag the wet toy along her asshole.

“Oh,” she hisses and sighs as I start to twist it into her. I add a little spit of my own and watch the sinfully exquisite erotic sight. “Jack.”

“Tell me.” I push it all the way in until all that’s showing is the pink heart.

“I…”

“Tell me.”

“I hate you so much.”

“I know, baby, but I need to know.”

She grits her teeth. “It’s good. I like it.”

Thank fuck.

Crack.

Wren wails out a moan, and blood surges in my veins as a heady high of adrenaline coats my vision in a delicious haze. I haven’t done this in so long. Too long. Years and years of missing this, and the one woman I can unleash myself with, I can’t keep.

Crack.Crack. Crack.

My fingers trail along the pink handprints on her ass, and I bend down and kiss along her spine up to her neck to the side of her face. She’s breathing hard, and as I slip two fingers inside of her, her eyes pinch closed, and she bites on her lip to hide her moan. So stubborn.

“You are so beautiful like this,” I whisper in her ear as I start to pump into her pussy. I brush some of the loose strands that escaped her ponytail back from her face so I can see her better. “So perfect, sweetheart. You did such a good job for me.”

She blows out a breath, and her body sags, rocking into my fingers, becoming pliant and needy. Warm and welcoming.

I pump faster, and when I put a third finger in her, playing with the tightness of her pussy and the toy in her ass, she gasps, no longer able to fight it. “You can rub yourself on me, baby. I’llgive you anything you want right now. You took your punishment so well, and I promised I’d reward you for it.”

“I want to come.”

I pick her up and flip her onto her back in the center of the bed and cover her cunt with my mouth. Two fingers slide back inside of her, and I use my other hand to fuck her with the toy in the same motion.

“Jesus hell!” she screams, her hands flying to my hair, where she rips and tugs. “Jack.”

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