Page 21 of Reignite

Change of Plans

Ihad one tried and true way to get information out of Gray. Tie him up and ride him like a cowgirl at the kinky rodeo. But we were in a parking lot. I improvised.

“Take me home, Gray. I’ve got plans for you.”

He grabbed my hand and practically dragged to the car. “Those plans better include my hand turning your ass every shade of pink and red.”

This time I pushed him, because he let me, up against the car and plastered myself to his body. I grabbed his belt and unbuckled it.

This wasn’t submission, from either of us. I didn’t take charge like this when it came to sex between us.

I’d used my submission to soothe him for months. Time to try a different tactic.

Gray’s eyes went from dark and stormy to black as night. “What do you think you’re doing?”

The parking lot wasn’t particularly exposed, but we were in the open. Anyone could see us, catch us, and that made it all more exciting. Gray might have had his hands in my pussy early, but he’d been able to control who saw or heard what he wanted them to. He wouldn’t be able to do that here.

It made us both vulnerable, which would hopefully show him that I could take care of myself and that he didn’t have to. If I could show him that, then maybe he’d get back to that place of trust we’d found in Austin and open up to me about these new fears driving him.

“I’m taking what’s mine.” I slid down his body, opened his pants and took him into my mouth before he could protest. Before I lost the control back to him.

“Jesus, Angel.” He shoved his hand into my hair, fisting it. “What are you fucking doing to me?”

His voice made the words into a frustrated plea.

Making sure you know you’re mine as much as I am yours. Trust me, querida.

I sucked him deep, to the back of my throat, and then swirled my tongue back and forth along the underside of his cock, pushing him in and out of my mouth.

He groaned and gripped my hair tighter, holding my head in place as he thrust his hips, fucking my mouth, pushing against my throat. “Damn it, your mouth feels too damn good.”

Gray yanked himself away from me and hauled me back to my feet. “Get in the car, now.”

Yes. I’d hit his breaking point. If I pushed that tiny bit further we’d get to that place between domination and submission where we could exist on a level playing field. Where Gray could be open and vulnerable with me.

But if I pushed too far, he'd lash back into that need for total control. It was a risk I’d take. I reached for his cock, stroked him once, circling the head with my thumb. “Make me, my love.”

I mentally held my breath to see which way this would go.

He grinned and I thought I’d won. Then he ripped the car door open, pushed my head inside and onto the supple leather. He grabbed my hips, holding my lower half upright, my ass in the air. “I’ll make you do that and everything and anything else I want or need, naughty minx.”

He tugged my skirt up until the night air cooled my hot skin. He smacked my ass, three times on each cheek. “I told you I’d spank your ass for your antics.”

The burn across my skin added to the fiery desire already alight inside of me. I still wriggled to get away. In one fell swoop, I’d lost any chance of getting Gray to open up. Cojeme.

I should have waited until we got home. My gamble hadn’t paid off and now Gray would take back all his control and more with a vengeance.

Not that I’d complain about the four thousand orgasms I was pretty sure he was going to force out of me. I would have to try my plan again later. No way was I giving up. I was simply giving him this battle to win the war later. I hoped.

He held me still and spanked my ass again, hard and fast. “That’s for trying to top me from the bottom.”

Then his fingers danced over the burn in feather light touches sending a waterfall of tingles through my nerve endings.

“And this is for exposing us in an uncontrolled environment where I can’t protect you.” He landed one final hard smack that hurt more than I expected.

“Ow, Gray.”

“This punishment has only begun, unless you’re using your safeword.”

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