She’s getting close.
When I move my mouth to hover over hers, I whisper, “I lied.”
Right as she’s about to come, I remove my fingers and lift her sweater and bra the rest of the way over her head.
She stands there with her mouth wide open, so I stick my fingers inside—the ones that were just in her sweet heat. She gags, not expecting the move, then closes her lips over them and licks them clean.
“See how good you taste?”
She nods, and I remove my fingers.
I finish undressing her, sliding her skirt and panties down to the floor. She steps out of the clothing and stands there, waiting for my orders like the submissive brat she’s fighting so hard not to be.
Fuck she’s beautiful. I let my eyes travel over her body from her hair that’s a rat’s nest because of me, to her blue-green eyes and plump lips, down to her kissable neck and heavy breasts, to her soft stomach and groomed pussy, and to her thick thighs that I desperately need around my head.
“Like what you see?” she teases.
I’ve seen her naked before—the first night we met. I memorized this body. I fucked my hand to what I remembered.
My memories do not do her justice.
“Come here, Reine,” I order.
She takes a step… and another… slowly, so painfully slow.
She’s testing me.
She wants me topunish her.
Oh, I will.
But first…
I grab her by the throat once she’s within reach, and I slant my mouth against hers. She immediately opens for me, and I plunge my tongue in, tasting the salty pleasure she sucked off my fingers.
The kiss doesn’t last long, and she whines when I pull away.
I sit down on the edge of the bed.
“Over my lap, ass in the air.”
She frowns and scrunches her nose but does as I say.
Once she’s in place, I crash my hand down on her plump cheeks.
“Fuck,” she groans.
I do it again without warning, and she screams a little louder.
Music to my ears.
“Tell me to stop,” I say.
“Don’t fucking stop.”
I spank her again, relishing the recoil and the beautiful sound of Sage’s moans.
“More, sir, please.”