Page 124 of A Very Naughty Christmas

“What’s the rush? We have all night, baby,” he growled, stalking toward me and pulling me into a sizzling kiss.

“Easy for you to say. You aren’t the one who has a rubber plug stuck up your ass.”

His hand came to my bottom, squeezing it, before he lifted me up and roughly pushed me against the wall. My legs went around his waist as he kneaded my backside.

“Who’s in charge here?”

“You are, Sir,” I answered automatically.

“Correct. Since I am the one in charge, I will decide when and where we play.”

He bent his head and started to nuzzle the spot behind my left ear as his hips pressed into mine.

It aroused me to no end when he took charge roughly. My man was one hundred percent dominant.

My hands went into his hair and I tightened my grip when he bit my ear and tugged on it.

“Let go of my hair.”

I did as I was told and suddenly, we were moving. He carried me upstairs and into our bedroom.

When we reached the bed, he tossed me onto it. I bounced once and the second time he was on top of me.

Grabbing both of my wrists, he held them above my head as he kissed me with a ferocity that left me breathless. At the same time, one of his knees nudged between my legs, forcing them apart, so I was open to him. My arousal built as our kiss deepened.

When he pulled back, his pupils were dilated, turning his eyes nearly black, and his lips were slightly swollen. His breathing had quickened.

“I’m going to grab a couple of things. Undress completely. Turn over and get on your hands and knees. Make sure to raise that gorgeous ass nice and high for me.”

“Yes, Sir,” I murmured as he climbed off the bed and disappeared into our closet.

Quickly, I took off my shoes, dress, and panty set that I had worn to church, leaving me in my birthday suit. Then, I got into position, feeling both naughty and turned way the hell on as I stuck my butt up in the air, with the plug pointing upward in all its kinky glory.

A few minutes went by and I didn’t hear anything. Finally, I could hear him shuffle back into the room. He put something on the bed, before rubbing my bottom for several wonderful, arousing moments.

“Turn your head and look at me,” he commanded, his desire making his voice low and gruff.

Turning my head to the right, I looked back at him. He was still fully dressed in his suit, but he had removed his tie and jacket. He looked so sexy.

“We’re going to have fun tonight, baby,” he announced as he unbuttoned his cuffs at his wrists and rolled his sleeves up. He was so hot when he did that.

“Face forward.”

I did and felt his hands on my behind once again. Before I could think, he delivered several smacks to my cheeks.

The spanks didn’t particularly hurt. They left a small sting, but that sensation soon faded and became a warm throbbing in my pussy. Plus, each smack shifted the plug, igniting each internal nerve ending, which felt incredible.

“How are you feeling?”

“Good, Sir.”

“Excellent. I have a new toy to try out with you, but I want to make sure that you’re properly warmed up before I use it.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

He chuckled before getting back to smacking my ass. As he did, I wondered what he was going to use. Hopefully one that had a bit of bite. Those toys always increased my arousal.

My behind was definitely starting to feel well heated when he stopped and rubbed it. My inner muscles squeezed on the plug some more. It felt great being filled, but I wanted his cock in there, not some rubber thing.

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