Page 33 of A Touch Enchanted

“That sounds like a demand, not begging.” I dipped my fingers between my legs, circling my finger around my gathering moisture. “Don’t you just hate not having control?” My voice had gone feather-light as I continued to turn myself on.

He growled. “I swear to God, when I get out of this, I’m going to spank that ass so hard.”

The thought of him smacking his palm across my ass flooded me with heat. I let out a moan as I continued to rub myself harder. He gripped the scarf, desperately trying to undo the knots that kept his hands bound.

“Tell me what else you want to do to me. Tell me what a bad girl I’ve been.” My fingers slid between my folds as I continued to rock my hips across his stomach.

“Goddamn it. This isn’t cute anymore. Let me touch you,” he bit out.

I leaned forward, my lips hovering over his. “Beg me.”

He clenched his jaw. “Please.”

I smiled and leaned up to untie the scarf. As soon as his hands were free, he sat up and grabbed my waist. I squealed as he flipped me over his lap, ass up. I was so wet, so close to going off. He rubbed a calloused palm over my ass.

“You want me to spank you?” His voice was rough, his breath heavy.

I bit my lip and nodded.

He smacked me hard and I almost came on the spot. His erection pressed into my stomach, thick and demanding. Precum slicked across my skin. I squirmed, wanting more, so turned on I was close to tears.

“You want another?” When I nodded, he smacked me again. Oh, God. It was so good. He rubbed a gentle hand over my ass, soothing that delicious sting. “Look at you, all pink and cream. So fucking gorgeous.”

“Donovan.” His name came out as a sob.

He lifted me and settled me upright on his lap, kissing me with such aching tenderness. He brushed my hair back from my face. “I don’t deserve you.”

“And yet I’m yours anyway.”

“Yeah you are.”

He rolled us over on the bed until he was between my legs. His cock nudged my entrance. I nodded and he slid all the way in. Both of us let out a loud groan. I felt full and secure and right. This was so right. It always should’ve been us, just like this.

“Shit.” He pulled out and dropped his forehead to mine. “Forgot a condom. Fuck. I’ve never in my life forgotten a condom.”

“It’s fine. I’m on birth control and I don’t have anything.”

“I don’t have anything either. If you’re sure?” When I nodded, he slid back in me. “He gritted his teeth. “Holy shit. So good. Need to move.”

I gripped his shoulders. “Then move.”

“Can’t.” He closed his eyes and breathed in through his nose. “Too close to coming.”

Seeing him barely hanging on like that above me had my inner walls pulsing around him. He held my hips to still me, then slowly, he began to slide out, then thrust back in. My head fell to my pillow and I arched my back. He slid in and out, so slow, pulling my need to the surface with each careful, aching thrust.

I loved this languid liquid heat, but I wanted to see him snap more. “I think you can fuck me harder than this.”

“You’re so mouthy when you’re horny.” He grabbed a handful of my ass and tilted it, changing the angle to get deeper. “You want me to fuck you harder? Then hang the fuck on and remember that you asked for this.”

He pounded into me, hard and mercilessly. I cried out, hugging him with my thighs, building so fast, I could barely keep up with each new sensation that washed over me. Sweat dotted his forehead as he continued to slam me right over the edge. I screamed his name, along with half a dozen made-up expletives, as the orgasm hit, shattering me apart from the inside.

“Fuck, your pussy is hugging my cock like it just returned from war.” He leaned up and pushed my thighs apart, going deeper. “You’re not done coming yet.”

“I don’t think I can.” My entire body tingled, washed in the afterglow of the most intense orgasm of my life. There was no way I had another one like that in me.

“You can because I say you can.” His fingers dug into my hips hard enough to leave prints as he continued to hit that spot that had stars gathering in my peripheral. “This pussy is mine and it comes when I tell it to come, do you understand me?”

“You’re so bossy when you’re horny,” I gasped.

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