Page 14 of Rattlin' Bones
The harder I fought, the more he seemed to enjoy it. It wasn’t hard to miss the bulge growing in his jeans since my abdomen butted against his groin.
“Please,” I begged, wincing before he began.
“Sweet Girl, we gotta work this out. You don’t insult me. You don’t sass me unless you want this to happen.”
“Okay,” I relented. “I’m sorry.”
“Apology accepted.”
I didn’t expect to feel the sting of his slap only two seconds after his reply. “Hey!” I screeched. “That hurt!”
“It’s not over yet, Darlin’.”
Two more followed, harder than the first. My butt felt like it was on fire. Heat bloomed on my cheeks as I whimpered. “Please.” It wasn’t just the slaps getting to me. It was the idea of him bending me over to spank me and that we could get caught. That nothing prevented someone from walking in and that Skel would kill to protect me. He already did it once.
His palm rubbed the naked, exposed flesh, soothing the inflamed skin. “Damn. Baby, you’re all wet.”
I groaned as I squirmed on his lap, hating that he was right.
“Is it the pain or my touch that’s turning you on? Hmm?”
I didn’t answer.
A swift smack followed. “Answer me.”
I couldn’t help grinding against him, eager for his hand to move lower and dip between my thighs. “Both?” I answered, a little breathless.
“Since you’re not sure, let’s find out.” He yanked on my underwear and ripped them away from my core, sliding two fingers through my slit and into my dripping pussy.
I jolted. A moan escaped as he began to pump in and out of me, still kneading one of my bottom cheeks with his other hand.
“Fuck. You know what I’m thinking about right now?”
I couldn’t reply, too lost to the sensations pulsing through my lower body and buzzing around my clit. Just a little more friction. It wouldn’t take much to make me come.
We moved in tandem. Me, grinding and rocking against him, eager to find completion. Skel, thrusting his fingers in the same tempo, bringing me so fucking close.
“Skel,” I whimpered with need.
“It’s not my fingers you’re gonna come on, Sweet Girl. I want your release on my tongue.”
He pulled out his fingers as I protested, turning me so that I faced the barrel. My ass jutted out, and I heard his groan. “Fuck it. I need to feel you, Lacey. I can’t hold back.”
I heard him hesitate as he reached for his belt buckle, waiting for me to consent. A naughty part of me wanted to deny him, but that would only delay my own pleasure. I was too far gone for that little game. “Please. Fuck me, Skel.”
“I love hearing that sweet little mouth talk like that.”
The snap on his jeans popped, followed by the zipper being yanked down. I felt his body heat return to me, flush against my ass.
“Do you know how perfect and tight your pussy is? How much I want to fuck you until you’re dripping with my cum, and it’s glistening on your thighs?”
He notched the tip of his cock at my entrance. The first inch slid in, teasing me as he refused to thrust deep.
“Skel.”
“I wish you could see how greedy your cunt is and how you suck me in, ready to swallow all of my cock. It’s fucking addicting, my beautiful little tease.”
I tried to move my hips, but he held me in place.