Page 114 of Debts and Desires
“Yes,she.”
“I should’ve went,” I huffed.
“No. Because you’re a distraction. One I’ve been payin’ under the table.One thatwould get me shut down if they found out.”
“I’m not a distraction. You’re just a depraved maniac who can’t keep his hands off of me.” His jaw ticked, eyes roaming over me.
“Keep it up.” He raised his brow in warning. I sat up, well as much as I could, with my arms tied behind my back. I looked him dead in the eye, a smirk tugging on my lips.
“Do your worst.”
A hand around my neck pressed me back into the bed. Carter’s body hovered over me, his lips brushing mine.
“Brave words, considerin’ you’re completely at my mercy.” He paused, eyes darting over mine.
Then his fingers danced down my body and along my pussy, dipping inside me. I moaned his name, nice and slow, just like his movements. “That’s a good girl,” he praised. “So wet for me, aren’t you? Just a dirty little slut for me?”
“Y-yes,” I whispered, closing my eyes.
“Say it right.”
“Yes, Sir,” I moaned.
“So youcanbe a good girl, after all?” I opened my eyes, but didn’t dignify him with an answer. The smart ass. “Youreallywant me to do my worst, baby?”
“You can try,” I grinned. Carter laughed before he moved again. He stood, shedding his shirt.
“Safe word?”
“Mac,” I answered. He kicked off his boots, removed his socks, and started undoing his belt. His jeans stayed.
“Chasin’ you did something to me, and I want to fuckin’devouryou. But first you’re gettin’ punished. Spanked, edged, then fucked. I can’t even think right now. I just wanna show you howdepravedI really am.” His rough hands skimmed up my thighs, squeezing my hips before he flipped me back onto my stomach.
“Do not move. Do not speak.”
The first spank came hard, my ass clenching as I tried to pull away. Carter growled, pushing me back down. The second, third, and fourth smacks landed in quick succession, making me whine and buck. I realized he was using his belt, and for some reason, that had my body heating up. My skin tingled with anticipation. But the brat in me, she sang.
“I thought you were going to punish me?” I asked, biting the inside of my cheek. I tried not to smile as I imagined what his face must have looked like then. The belt came down again, the sound echoing as the sting spread across my skin.
“No talkin’, Emogen,” he gritted. “You need to start listenin’ or I’m gonnamakeyou fuckin’ listen.”
“Is thatit?!” I challenged again.Thwack! “Again!”
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
His strikes were relentless, leaving welts on my ass and thighs until I was writhing and whimpering from both pain and need. Eventually, my voice quieted. I closed my eyes, trying to focus on anything other than the belt on my skin. The room was quiet except for the crack of leather against flesh. I wondered how long he would continue.
The last swat was the hardest, my entire body jerking. I yelped, biting my tongue to keep the curse in my mouth. My pussy was wet, aching for his touch.
In the silence, I heard the belt clatter on the floor. I heard hisheavy, uneven breaths. Carter’s hands roamed over me, cupping my ass and squeezing it, easing the ache some.
“You done bein’ a brat?”
“Are you?”
His hand came down on my bottom, hitting both cheeks at once.
“Am I gonna have to keep tryin’ to spank the brat out of you, baby? Or should I fuck it out of you?” His hands found their way back to my core, his fingers teasing my skin until he inserted them. One, then two. I let out a groan.
