Page 84 of Payoff Pitch
The corners of her mouth raise and her eyes flash with mischief. “And if I don’t?”
“I’ll take that ass in my hand and make it red.”
She runs her lower lips through her teeth. “What if I want that, Daddy?”
My fucking cock threatens to poke through my pants at her word choice. This woman will be the death of me.
I calmly respond, “You think you know how to push my buttons, don’t you, sweet girl?”
“I know I do.” She happily removes her top and then her bra. I watch each of her tits fall heavily with a slight bounce as they’re freed from their confines. So full. So perfect. So mouthwatering.
She then lifts her hips enough to remove her leggings and panties in one movement before turning over onto all fours and wiggling her ass. “Give it to me.”
I place my palm over her ass. She lets out a moan in anticipation. But I don’t spank her. I lean over and whisper in her ear, “Do you want to be punished?”
She pants, “Yes. Please.”
“Get on your back and spread your arms and legs.”
She hesitates for a moment, likely in surprise, before obliging me. I unlock the chest and remove the fluffiest ties I own.
After securing her arms and ankles—tightly—I pick up my shirt from the floor and begin to rebutton it. Her eyes widen. “What are you doing?”
“I have guests about to arrive.”
She pulls on her cuffs and adorably harumphs in frustration. With a lot of edge to her tone, she spits out, “Fine, I’ll leave. Untie me.”
“No, I want you here all night. You’ll wait here forme. I’m feeling generous though. I’ll turn on the television.” I lean over her and very slowly run my tongue through her pussy, only grazing her clit. I rub my beard through her a bit too. “I’ll keep your taste on me for the evening, reminding me what’s up here waiting for me.”
She unsuccessfully pulls on her restraints. “Tanner, let me go. I’m not waiting here all night, naked and shackled, while you circle jerk with the boys.”
I smile. “That’s a lot of sass. I have a special punishment in mind for sassy girls. One I’m more than sure you’ll enjoy, but if you don’t want to stay, all you have to do is saypayoff pitchand this can end.”
Her lips twitch. I see it on the tip of her tongue, but she won’t give in. Leaning over her, I whisper into her ear, “I’ll make it worth your while. I promise.”
Her nipples immediately harden, and she exhales a long breath in frustration but doesn’t use her safe word. I’ve got her right where I want her. She wants to forget her sorrows? I’ll make that happen for her.
I run my thumb over her lower lip. “I want you frothing at the mouth when I return.”
She sucks my thumb into her mouth and playfully bites it.
“Ooh, that will cost you, Ms. Hart.”
She thrusts her hips up to attempt to rub herself against me, but I pull away and nonchalantly use the remote control to turn on the television. “What does it for you, Ms. Hart? Do you preferFifty Shadesor9 ½ Weeks?”
She scoffs. “Is that question for real? One hundred percent9 ½ Weeks. It’s not even close.”
I chuckle as I turn on the movie for her, close my bedroom door, and head downstairs just in time for the doorbell to ring.
I open it to see Layton, Cheetah, Trey, Vance, andDaylen. With a frown, Trey mumbles, “Gemma made me come. I’m only staying for a few hands.”
I look at Layton, leaning on his crutches, and roll my eyes at how Trey is about Gemma. He shrugs his shoulders. “Sorry, man, if my girl was in town, I’d want to get home to her too.”
I shake my head. “You’re all pussy-whipped.” Then I think of the delicious pussy I have waiting for me upstairs and have a drop more compassion for them.
As we’re walking down to my mancave, Layton nods at Cheetah. “You were the last one in the front door. We need a fun fact from you.”
Cheetah smiles. “I’ve got a good one. McCaffrey will love it.”