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She smiles and glances up at me as I open the front door and we step into the cool night air. “That makes complete sense. I agree. Myanxietywill probably be awful tonight. I’m not even sure if I should sleep alone.”
I bite my bottom lip and lean into her gently, kissing her slow and soft with my hand on her throat. “Is that right? Well, I think I know a place where you can bunk for the night, but I’m not sure you’ll get much sleep.”
A slow smile creeps onto her face and she bites her bottom lip. “Promises, promises.”
I climb onto my bike with her behind me, the same position we were earlier today. Her thin cotton panties against my back. Except this time, they’re soaking wet. I might not make it back. The scent of her juices have been on my hand all night, driving me wild. As much as I want to contain what I’m feeling, I don’t have the capacity for it anymore. Waiting for the future isn’t an option. Hell, waiting for tomorrow doesn’t feel like an option. I need Jewel right now, and nothing is going to stop me.
Chapter Seven
Jewel
My panties are soaked, and by the time I’m off the vibrating bike, I’m ready to combust.
Brick bends down and tosses me over his shoulder, stalking into the cabin with me as though I’m a bag of groceries, not the thick girl I am. To him, none of that matters. In fact, to him, I’m seemingly light, which makes little to no sense to me considering I’m most definitely not.
“Let me down!” I holler, banging on his back. It’s not that I don’t like being carried. It’s that I feel bad for him. No one should have to carry this much up a flight of stairs and that’s where we’re headed.
“Are you going to sit still or am I going to have to spank the naughty out of you?” he growls, taking the first step with ease.
“There’s an elevator right over there. Why are you going this way?”
“The elevator takes too long. I want you up the stairs as fast as I can get you. Now stop squirming or I’m going to spank your ass.”
Spank my ass?Every nerve in my body lights at the thought of him taking control of me. I want to be spanked. I want him to be rough! A gush of excitement spills into my panties as I try and figure how to continue squirming without setting him off balance. Unfortunately, I think it would be less sexy if we stumbled backwards down the stairs.
Apparently, whatever squirming I rein in, isn’t enough.
His hand slides up the back of my dress and he spanks my ass over and over again. Light at first, until the succession is quicker, and the blows are stinging.
My pussy is soaked, my ass is stinging, and by the time he pops open the door to the lodge room where we’re staying, I’m so desperate to come I fear I might before he’s properly taken off his pants.
“Are you going to be a good girl now, bunny?”
I think over his question carefully as my entire body crackles with need. I liked the spanking. Maybe I’m not ready to be a good girl. Maybe I want him to spank me over and over again until the vibrations send me over the edge.
“Am I being too rough with you? Tell me now.”
Butterflies gather in my stomach. “I’ve never done this before, Brick.”
His gaze deadpans. “What?”
“Yeah, I’ve never… had sex. I mean, even the touching thing was new to me.”
He sits on the edge of the bed staring at me as though I’m the headlights and he’s the deer. “Holy fuck, Jewel. I just spanked your ass like a dirty little slut and you’ve never…”
“I liked it! Please don’t treat me differently. I just thought you should know because… you know… I’m sure you’re older and more experienced.” My eyes widen. “I felt that bulge in your pants. I’m guessing this is going to sting a little.”
His face turns red, and his cock grows harder in his jeans. “We should stop.”
“Why? You’re turned on.”
“I’m not.” His tone is flat.
“You’re lying!”
He looks away for a moment then back again before tucking his hand against my face. “I’m lying.”
In most applications, those two words would break my soul. Right now, they’re making my clit twitch. “So, tell me why that turns you on then.”