Page 19 of Big Bad Boss: Mated
“Did you like your punishment?” I ask in a low voice.
“Yes, sir.” She sucks in a breath as my fingers explore.
“You like when I take charge. You crave it.”
She sways in her heels, wriggling away from my touch. I smack her ass and pull her back into position. “Answer me.”
“Yes, sir. It’s so good.”
“Come here.” I clamp down on her hips, turning her to face me and setting her on my lap in one swift movement. She’s straddling me, her wet center right on my dick. With a cry, she pushes up to her knees. I let her adjust, then force her back down, so she grinds on my lap. I tug her dress over her bottom, so she’s a bit more covered. No one can see how her wetness is soaking the front of my slacks, but they can guess.
I roll my hips, rubbing my cock along her barely covered slit. She shakes in my arms. Her face is flushed, her eyes heavy-lidded. She bites her lip and rocks against me.
I seize a handful of her hair and bring her mouth down to mine. Our tongues tangle, but mine overpowers hers, thrusting into her in time to the lift of my hips.
“Brick,” she gasps, and then her hips jerk.
Brick
She just came in my arms. My cock swells as if it might burst out of my pants. I’m this close to pulling aside her bodysuit and taking her here, in front of everyone.
But there’s no way I’m doing that in front of an audience. She’s mine, all mine.
I rise and tip her over my shoulder, making sure her dress is covering her reddened ass. It does–barely.
She and I are going to have words about this. As soon as I get some privacy.
I whirl and face the direction of the throne, squinting against the stupidly bright lights.
“That’s enough.” I tell Thaddeus. “We’re leaving.”
Thaddeus is already on his feet, clapping. Some of the club members follow his lead, giving us a standing ovation. Most are too busy making use of the spanking benches and St. Andrew’s crosses or just plain fucking.
It’s over. The King of Manhattan is appeased.
Now he can fuck off.
I give Thaddeus my most deadly thousand-yard stare and stride to the back door. From there, it’s a short walk past the green room to the exit.
I burst out into the night. Billy and Sully were waiting on either side of the door, and they jump to attention.
“How did it–” Billy’s question dies on his lips as he sees me. He averts his gaze from my mate’s upturned ass.
“Fine.” Our limo is parked right in the alley. I open the back door, dip to unsling Madi from my shoulder, and carefully lower her to the seat. She scrambles deeper into the limo, and I follow her, barking to Tony “Let’s go.”
I wait until the divider is up before turning to Madi.
“You,” is all I can growl before she flings herself at me. She ends up in my lap, straddling me again. I peel her dress up and take a handful of her punished ass. “I’m going to fuck you, hard. And then we’re going to discuss your costume change, Windows.”
“Yes, yes…” She reaches down to help me undo my belt. I tear open the front of my pants, and rip the thin bodysuit fabric separating my cock from her slick entrance. I shove inside her, and our foreheads fall together as we sigh in unison.
“You were magnificent,” I tell her.
“Shut up and fuck me.”
I reward her insolence with a swat to her taut ass check. The playful smack makes her jolt upwards before sinking down on me and makes my balls tingle with pleasure. I like the result so much, I spank her again and again, making her squeal and ride me harder.
“That’s ‘shut up and fuck me, sir,’” I reprimand, but she’s bouncing up and down, too breathless to speak. I let her do the work until she arches back sharply, mouth open with a gasp. Her cunt squeezes my cock over and over again as she climaxes. She melts against me, overcome, and I take over. I grip her hips and thrust upwards, hammering into her until my own climax is in reach. Her neck is bared before me, and I kiss her pearly skin, licking up her scent. I let my fangs graze over her wild pulse, and she shakes, coming again.