Page 144 of The Billionaire's Secret
Nothing. Everything."You're on my side of the bed."
"Oh," she glances around, then scoots over.
"Not so fast." I swoop down. Another scream leaves her lips. I scoop her up, then plonk down on the bed, with her spread across my lap.
She wriggles. I lean my weight on the small of her back.
"Let me go."
"No."
"What are you doing?" she huffs.
"You were in the wrong."
"Why? Because I slept on your side?" Her tone is incredulous.
"Yes."
"That's preposterous," she tosses her head.
"No, that's cause for punishment."
Her entire body stills, then a shudder crawls up her spine.
"You like that, don't ya?" I palm her butt.
She bucks again and I lean more of my weight on her. I am using my superior strength to overpower her, exactly what she'd accused me of doing earlier. Well,good. Iamconfirmingher already-low opinion of me, right? I snicker.
She turns to glare at me, "You're looking for an excuse to spank me."
"Oh?"
She nods, "Couldn’t bear the idea that a woman had gotten the better of you."
I squeeze her butt cheek and she shudders.
"Go on," I bare my teeth, "why did you stop?"
"If you wanted to touch me, you only had to—"
I raise my hand and she winces.
"You were saying?" I ask.
"That...that...if you wanted to make love to me, you only had to ask—ow!"
My palm connects with her backside and she huffs.
I raise my hand, slap her other butt cheek.
She cries out, "It hurts, you oaf."
"Good." I spank her first butt cheek again and the other, and the first, then the other.
"Ow, ow," she screams again, aaaand my cock engorges. She wriggles her body, tries to pull away, and the friction against my shaft is so fucking sweet. A groan rips out of me. I increase the intensity of my spanking, alternating between her arse cheeks.
She grabs hold of my leg, grinds her clit into my thigh. The blood drains to my groin and all of my senses hone in on her.
