Page 55 of Sunshine
“Oh, this isn’t revenge, honey, this is discipline for putting yourself in danger. And a bit of foreplay. Because what you need as much as this spanking is a damn good dicking.”
She shivers beneath me, and I smile. “Now be a good girl and take your punishment so we can get to the part where I fuck you mindless.”
She’s about to say something sassy so I swat her ass with my palm hard enough that she gasps instead.
“What was that, Sunshine? I couldn’t hear you.” I swat her again just as hard, when she tries to speak. She curses. “You’re an author, Tessa. You have a surplus of words. Why resort to words used by the hoi polloi?”
She twists her head to look at me. “Hoi polloi? Seriously? No one says that.”
“You know this sass is getting old, but fine, the common folk, the masses.”
“That’s better. Using words like that only makes you seem pretentious.”
I gather a breath. “Let’s see if I can’t spank that sass into submission.” This time I spank her ass without pause. Her bottom is a nice glowing pink and she’s holding her breath when I finally stop. “That’s a good warmup, now for the punishment.” I grab the spoon, and she starts squirming hard, trying to buck off my knee.
“Settle down, honey, or you’re going to fall.”
“Don’t you dare use that spoon on me, biker!”
“If you really wanted me to stop Tessa, you’d have used my name. Go ahead, use it and this all stops.”
Her silence makes me smile. The spoon splats across her right cheek and she yelps. I give the left that same crisp swat. Her ass wobbles in a way that makes my cock throb harder. I want to see that wobble and hear the smack of skin on skin as I drive inside her, but first things first.
“You know I have full access to your vulnerable junk down here.” To prove her point she cups my balls, giving them a gentle squeeze. I groan, my eyes closing for a moment —her touch feels so fucking good. She moves her hand, finding my erection, her hand tightening around it. I hiss when she strokes me, I can’t help it. Her hand is fucking magic to my frustrated cock, and I can’t concentrate on spanking her while she’s touching it.
“As much as I want your hand on my cock, Sunshine, it’s too distracting.” She squeezes and runs her thumb over my cock head. I bite my lip. Fuck.
“Give me that hand.” It’s a stern demand, but I’m still surprised when she obeys. I tuck her arm behind her, pinning it in the small of her back. “You need the other to hang on?” Her other arm is against my propped leg, her hand gripping my shin for purchase.
“Yes.” Her answer holds a touch of vulnerability that both heats my libido and warms my heart.
“Okay. I won’t pin that one unless you let go of my leg. Yeah?”
She nods, her hair cascading down to the floor and flowing with her nod like a waterfall.
“This is for disobeying my order to stay home, yeah? It wasn’t a power play, it was for safety because I care, Sunshine.”
She nods again. “I was scared. I didn’t want to be alone. And I’m not used to taking orders, Case.”
That admission, what it must have taken her to tell me, it hits me right in the chest.
“Then you call me. Tell me you need me, yeah? And you better start getting used to taking orders.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m taking charge of you, keeping you in check, and safe, from now on. Got me?”
When she doesn’t answer I grab the hair at the back of her head and give her head a tug up.
“Do you understand, Tessa? Do you comprehend that you’re mine now?”
She turns her head, eyes wide, her mouth agape, and she nods. Although it looks as if it pains her to agree, I also see needy heat in her glassy eyes. She wants this. She needs it, but admitting it is hard for her.
“Yours?” She says it as if it’s something new on her palette and she’s still deciding.
“You good with that?”
“Does it mean I have to stop my shenanigans?”
