“Please…”
“Please what?” he demanded. “What do you want?”
She swallowed, moisture flooding her core. She didn’t understand it. She was always in control when it came to sex. Yet her attraction to Daniel was undeniable. She wanted him so badly she could barely remain standing. In fact, she was fairly certain she would have collapsed by now if he weren’t holding her so tightly.
She let her hands settle very lightly against his biceps and said breathlessly. “Alright. I do want you. But… but I have some rules if I’m going to let you make love to me.”
She felt him tense. But she fully intended to stand her ground. She didn’t plan on just giving up her body for use to some ex-mercenary who had pretty much proven himself to be a terrifying kidnapper psycho. She planned on setting some ground rules.
When he didn’t say anything, she continued. “We do this how and where I say. You stop if I tell you to stop and you don’t do anything I don’t like if I tell you I don’t like it, you understand? Oh, and this is a one-time deal. If I like where it goes, then maybe we can talk about future liaisons.”
Addison knew she had made a mistake in speaking to Daniel that way pretty much before the first words had left her mouth, but she was used to setting ground rules with her lovers. She was not used to sleeping with men like Daniel Mercer.
He pulled the loosely knotted belt of her robe using his free hand and with a jerk yanked it off her body. Before she knew what was happening he had the robe off of her body and pooled at her feet and Addison facing away from him.
“Wait!” she said desperately.
With quick, precise movements he bent her against the island and used the belt of her robe to tie her hands behind her back. Addison’s heart thundered in her chest and she squeaked in protest. She attempted to struggle, throwing an elbow back so he couldn’t tie her wrists together, but Daniel’s hard hands seemed to be everywhere at once.
He kicked her legs apart, causing her upper body to press hard into the countertop, making struggle all but impossible unless she wanted to bruise her ribs. He pressed his hips hard against her lower back, immobilizing her. She felt the hardness of his erection pressing into her and the idiot part of brain that responded to him leapt for joy.
“Oh god,” she moaned. “Oh! Oh!”
He leaned over her back, his jeans scraping against her vulnerable thighs. One of his hands pressed against the small of her back next to her bound wrists while the other one knotted in her hair and turned her head to the side. He nipped her ear, causing her to jerk against him, then he thrust his tongue in her ear. Addison groaned and pushed her hips against the counter wondering if she could possibly be any wetter. What the heck was wrong with her?!
“Is this how and where you say?” he asked, amusement lacing his voice for the first time since she met him.
“Untie me right fucking now, Daniel!” she demanded.
She felt him shift his hips to the side, but was unable to see what he was doing. She wasn’t prepared for the hit when his hand came down heavily on her bare ass. He slapped her hard enough to make the generous flesh of her cheek jump and heat with the sting. Addison yelped in pain.
“Watch your language.” His voice no longer held amusement, but tightly leashed control. She felt the vibration of lust in his voice as it passed through his chest. An answering response leapt through her and made her thrust her ass out.
He responded by heating her ass cheeks with several more sharp slaps, alternating between cheeks. She screamed in protest while simultaneously pushing her ass into his palm, silently begging him for more. His grunt of aroused approval rushed through her.
When he finished administering the spanking he spun her around and close to his chiseled body with an arm wrapped tightly around her waist and a hand knotted in her hair. “That your first spanking, baby?” he asked in a thick growl, his faint accent stronger.
Addison refused to answer, staring sightlessly up at him, forgetting to drop her eyes. Her jaw was set in a stubborn line. He shook her and tilted her head back bringing his lips down to caress her jaw, his beard whispering erotically against her soft skin.
“Tell me,” he insisted, his voice hard.
Addison sighed and squirmed against him.
Finally, he reached down and touched her where she was dying to feel his blunt calloused fingers. They were as hard as the rest of his body, thrusting mercilessly into her tight, dripping pussy, driving her up onto her toes. Addison cried out in shock, pleasure sizzling through her veins despite the discomfort of his rough entry into her body. She widened her shaking legs to ease some of the fullness. He thrust his fingers in and out of her body causing her to cry out as she leaned helplessly against him, her arms still tied behind her back.
“Daniel!” she yelled.
He caught her as she collapsed against him and dipped his head until his lips were against hers. “You’ll learn to answer me, Addison.”
“What?” she moaned, her head turned away from him, her body twisting against his as she fought him, unsure if she was fighting for or against the powerful orgasm she seemed to be building toward.
“Has anyone ever spanked you before?”
“Shit!” she yelled, throwing her head back when his finger thrust particularly deep. “Yes, yes, it was my first goddamn spanking!”
Taking his fingers out of her body, Daniel slapped her breasts lightly, first her right, then her left in quick succession. “Watch your language, Addison.”
She gasped, jumping against him. She didn’t think she could possibly be any more aroused. She was beyond questioning how she could be so explosively wildly ready to come for a man that was dominating her utterly and completely. At the moment, she was ready to do anything if only she could have the orgasm that hovered just beyond her reach. She was becoming terribly afraid he knew exactly what he was doing to her.
