Her lips curve up into a soft, shy smile, so I tilt her chin up with one finger and press my lips to hers in a kiss. This time it’s softer, but there’s no less heat behind it.
Her lips yield immediately to mine, parting just a little.
I take my time exploring her mouth while my free hand moves slowly over her shoulders and down her back to rest on her hip. When I move my lips to the tender spot below her ear, I graze her sensitive skin with my teeth and she sucks in a breath. A sigh escapes her as I start kissing her neck, moving lower, to her collarbone.
I let my fingers trace the swell of her full tits. She’s been teasing me with this cleavage all day, and I can’t wait to get my hands on her perfect globes.
But not yet. There’s one more thing we need to take care of first.
Mia’s gasping with need and squirming on my lap. But it’s not until she breathes my name that I know she’s ready.
“Yes, Mia? Tell me what you need.”
“I need you to…”
“Tell me, Mia.”
She’s so needy, she doesn’t hesitate. “I need you to fuck me. Please,” she begs. “Will you be my first?”
I sit back and put a little space between us. “I would love nothing more than to be your first, Mia.” She sags with relief, but freezes a moment later when I add, “But first you’re going to get a spanking.”
Mia
“A what?”
There’s no way I heard him right.A spanking?
They shouldn’t, but the words have my pussy slick with need.
“You were a very naughty girl, running away earlier.” He’s serious. There’s no trace of humor in his voice. “You put me in a very difficult situation, Mia. I had to get in a fight because of you.”
My face burns with shame but despite his chastising, his words are smooth and soothing.
“I’m…I’m sorry, Briggs. I didn’t mean to?—”
“Ah, but you did mean to, didn’t you?”
I have no choice but to nod.
“Exactly. Which is why you need to be a good girl and take your punishment, don’t you?”
Again, I nod as if my body is no longer my own. And to my complete surprise, I want him to do it.
“Stand up, Mia.”
I do as he says.
Briggs shifts himself on the couch and spreads his legs wider before patting his lap again. “Lay down.”
With a swallow, I do what I’m told. His legs are hard beneath my soft belly, and Briggs shifts me so that my upper body is resting on the couch, and my pussy is pressed against his hard thigh. My ass is raised and presented.
He pushes my tiny skirt up around my hips and takes a moment to smooth his palm over my cotton panties. “Cute,” hesays, and I can hear the smile in his voice. “But they’re going to have to go.” He tugs them down to my knees, leaving me exposed and bare. “Your panties are soaked, Mia.” His voice is calm and controlled when I feel anything but. “Did you know that?”
I nod.
“Getting in trouble turns you on, doesn’t it?”
It all turns me on!I want to yell. Everything about Briggs and this night is turning me on in ways I didn’t know were possible. But I don’t have a chance to answer because the sharp sting of his palm hits my right ass cheek.
