Page 73 of Worship
Little minx—she’ll exploit my jealousy for her benefit. My angel needs a lesson.
“I think you let him touch you here.”
I reach my free hand up to grab her breast, feeling the hard nipple underneath and pinching it between my fingers. She bites her lip, enjoying the sensation.
She shakes her head.
“Nope.”I think I’m going to like this game.
I pull my fingers from the rubbing I’m doing against her clit and she whimpers. I lift them up and run my finger down her neck.
“I think he kissed you here—” I follow the path across her collarbone. “—and here.”
My eyes meet hers again.
“Uh-uh,” she says, licking her lips this time.
“I’m most afraid he’s touched you here.”
I stop my hand over her heart, and she doesn’t answer. We stand looking at each other, the silence stretching out.
She grabs my hand and pulls it down to her center.
“You forgot a spot.”
I know she’s lying; Mikey’s never touched her. She can’t handle the question because she’d have to admit she still loves me.
“Then you deserve a consequence, Angel,” I growl, playing along, baiting her for permission.How far is she willing to take this?
“Punish me, then.” Her voice is barely above a whisper.
I’m not sure she even knows she said that aloud.
“Say it again,” I urge, palming her delicious cunt.
My chest is heaving from the adrenaline coursing through my veins, watching her body writhe under my control.
She grips my dress shirt and pulls me to her face.
“Punish the fuck out of me. Make me feel something, Luca.”
“With pleasure, Angel.”
I spin her around and tug at her skirt, pulling it up to expose her bare ass.
“Hold the counter,” I direct, and her hands fly into place.
I understand what she needs; I need it too.
It’ll only ever be me, no matter who touches her. I’m the only one she’ll ever crave.
“Spread your legs.” She obeys.
I run my hand over her ass cheeks, and her head falls back, her breath releasing with a satisfied whoosh. My thumb starts at the top of the crack of her ass and runs down until I get to the sensitive spot that makes her jump. I apply pressure and watch the way her back arches. She’s a beautifully dirty woman made just for me.
I smile, leaning in to kiss her shoulder, pushing my finger into her wet pussy and dragging her excitement up to her tight hole.
“What’s wrong, Angel? Did you think I was going to spank you? That’s for pleasure. Punishments aren’t for your enjoyment…they’re for mine. You’ll remember this every time you let that piece of shit touch what’s mine.”
