Page 108 of Blaze & Ajax

I narrowed my eyes at him. “What the fuck do you mean, ‘what?’ How could you,Ajax?!”

He grabbed my arm, yanked me inside, and slammed the door behind him. “Shut up! You’re going to disturb the entire fucking building,” he hissed.

I lunged at him and shoved his chest. “I don’t care! How could you fucking say that?”

“Get over it!” he snapped and shoved me back. I fell into his bed, but I bounced right back up and jumped him.

When he caught me, I yanked his hair, and he pulled mine, too. I clawed at his shoulder, and he bit mine.

“Ow! Asshole!”

“You deserve it. You’re being a fucking brat.”

“Put me down!”

“No! Will you calm down and listen?”

“Fuck you!”

Jaxon tried to drop me onto the floor, but I clung to him with my legs and arms, so we tumbled down into a heap. We bit, clawed, growled, and punched each other. He was so much bigger, so it was hard to fight him off.

He managed to pin me down by my arms and sat on top of me.

“Off, you big oaf,” I snapped.

Jaxon ignored me and leaned down to kiss me.

I moved my head back and forth to get him away, thrust upward to shove him off, but it was useless. His lips met mine again, and I bit his bottom lip hard enough to sting, but not to bleed.

“Ow, you bitch!”

Instead of shoving me away, he kissed me harder.

When we came up for air, he smirked. “If you don’t stop fighting me, I’m going to have to spank you into submission.”

“You’re an asshole!”

“So are you,Kitten.”

His grin grew wider when he felt my hard cock pressing against his ass. “Yeah, you like to be spanked, don’t you?”

“No!” I tried to be defiant, but it was hard when it was obvious how turned on I was. My body hurt, but fuck, my dick was onboard with the spanking. Fucking Jaxon Kean.

He ground down hard on my cock. “Like that, do we?”

“No!”

He snorted a laugh. “Liar.”

Jaxon hopped onto his feet and lifted me up as if I weighed nothing. Suddenly, my hoodie and T-shirt were yanked over my head, but before I could react, he grabbed me and shoved me onto the bed face down, holding me against the mattress with one hand while yanking down my sweats and underwear with the other.

“It’s time you learned your lesson, Kitten. You’re up to ten spankings with the crop.”

“Get off, dickhead!”

“That will be fifteen with the crop. You know, the more you fight me, the harder I’ll spank you, and themoreI’ll spank you. You mustreallywant to be spanked, judging how hard you’re fighting me. Now sit still like a good kitten, take your punishment, then we can talk… or fuck. I don’t care which.”

“Screw you.”