Page 25 of Cyrus

I pulled her back to me, securing her against my chest. It wasn’t until I realized that she was shaking that I let her go, fearing I’d squeezed her too tightly. Or, worse, frightened her. “Odette?”

When she looked up, there was a smile on her face and I almost fell to my knees in relief. And because the sight of this girl smiling was the most glorious thing I’d ever witnessed. Except maybe the look on her face when she came.

She giggled. Actually fucking giggled! “I’m teasing you, Cyrus.”

“Teasing?”

“Yeah. You know. Teasing. Poking fun at you for being so possessive. Playing.”

“Why…” I shook my head, not understanding. “Why would you do that?”

“Because you need to not take everything so seriously. You’re an old man. You’re gonna give yourself an ulcer -- EEK!”

I bent and put my shoulder in her abdomen to heft her up and carry her to the bed. “Playing?” I swatted her ass. “Playing? I’ll show you playing, little girl.”

She let loose a peal of laughter as I tossed her to the bed and whipped off my shirt. Odette was so fucking beautiful it made my chest hurt. Everything about her was sweetness and light to me. Well, except her prickly temper, but I still put it down to hormones. Also, it kind of turned me on, except when it was because I’d done something to really displease her. I didn’t like that at all.

I was so fucked.

She scooted back on the bed, like she was trying to get away from me. So I snagged her ankle and pulled her back before digging my fingers into her sides to tickle her.

Odette squealed and laughed, wiggling beneath me when I covered her small body with my own big one. I buried my face in her neck and blew a raspberry, making her cry out even more.

“Might tickle you till you pee. How’s that for playing, huh?”

We continued that way for another minute or two while I maneuvered her more to the center of the bed before I completely blanketed her body with mine. I tunneled my fingers through her hair and put her head where I wanted it as I stared down at her. She looked up at me, breathless with pink cheeks and a big smile and I… was… done.

I took her mouth in a kiss I’d wanted to be tender and gentle, but the second she thrust her tongue into my mouth to tangle with mine, I lost any control I had along with the ability to take her slowly this first time.

She moaned, arching her back to thrust her breasts more firmly against my chest. Her legs circled my hips in an attempt to rub against the ridge of my clock. Her nails dug into my shoulders before scoring down my back. The little bite of pain planting her mark of ownership on my body was the biggest turn-on I’d ever experienced. Lust was strong and vicious. Like it always seemed to be when I was around her.

I moved my body to give her the friction she needed, but I wasn’t about to let her come yet. Not this time.

“So fuckin’ hot, aren’t you?”

“Are you going to fuck me now?”

“Oh yeah, baby. I’m damned well gonna fuck you. Don’t think this is a one-time thing, though.”

“I certainly hope it’s not a one-time thing.” She grinned.

“I mean it, Odette. This is your commitment to me. I’ll fuckin’ hold you to it.”

“Cyrus --”

“I told you, baby. This is happening. Whether or not we fuck now. I tried to give you time but you went and asked for it, so this is you accepting me. Instead of waiting another week or so, I’m makin’ you mine now. I’ll get your cut and have Ace get ready to do your property tattoo. It’s same as a done thing.”

She actually rolled her eyes at me, but there was still a smile on her face. “How about we table that discussion for after you fuck me?” That perfectly arched eyebrow raising made my cock ache even worse.

Instead of answering her, I shoved her shirt over her chest to cup her tits through her bra. “Always knew you were trouble.”

“Never said I wasn’t.”

“Don’t think I’ve forgotten about the spankin’ I owe you. Might be time to follow through.”

Was that heat in her eyes? I wasn’t sure. Could be fear, but I didn’t think so. I hoped not. Because my hand was itching to deliver on my promise. And that thought was all I could take.

I shoved her bra over her tits and took one nipple into my mouth. Her breasts were small and exquisite, the nipples long, dusky pink, and absolutely delicious. I rubbed the nub along the roof of my mouth with my tongue while I pinched and twisted the other gently.

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