I smile.
“We’ll see. Up and over the bed.” I release her hair, freeing her from my control.
“What?” She blinks as she maneuvers herself onto her feet. Her face is blotchy from all her wiggling. There’s a single dry track from a tear that must have fallen.
“Bend over the bed, ass high in the air.” I hop off the bed and reach for my belt. Her eyes jump to my hands working the buckle open, and her eyes go wide.
There’s no excitement this time, only something I haven’t seen in her before. Fear.
Well, that won’t fucking do at all.
“I’m going to fuck you, Sienna. I have to take my belt off to do that. I’m not going to use my belt on you,” I assure her as I unzip my slacks and shove them off with my boxers.
“Oh.” She swallows hard, making her throat constrict with the action.
“Over the bed, sweetheart. If I have to tell you again, I won’t let you come. And I’ll take your vibrators from you, too.”
She blanches, which makes me laugh.
“Did you think I wouldn’t know what that box you marked ‘Private, don’t touch’ had in it?”
“You looked,” she accuses.
“Of course I did. Now over the side of the bed, or I take them all.” I gesture with my finger that she should turn around and do as she’s told.
With the sexiest glare I’ve ever seen in my life, she finally obeys, and I make quick work of ripping off my shirt and tossing it to the floor.
I run my hands over her ass, her thighs, dragging my nails over the sensitive spots. She’s deliciously reactive, moving up to her tiptoes with her little sounds of protest.
“Such a good girl now.”
She looks over her shoulder at me, a playful smile on her lips. “Don’t good girls get rewarded?”
I laugh. “They do.”
I pull her asscheeks apart, pressing the head of my cock to her entrance. “You’ll come when I say, not until then.”
“Yes, sir.” She breathes heavy. I can tell she’s fighting the urge to push back at me, to take what hasn’t been given yet.
But being my good girl, she waits.
Ignoring the frustration of my own needs, I slowly push into her pussy. My jaw squeezes as I watch her pussy suck up my cock. It’s the most beautiful sight in the world.
“Fuck, yes.” She whispers, throwing her head back.
“You like that, sweetheart?”
“Yes, sir!” Her body clenches around me, and I almost embarrass myself by unloading.
“Don’t do that. God…fuck.” I grab her hips and plow straight into her.
She arches her back more, tightening her body around me. The heat of her spanked ass warms my thighs as I plow into her, over and over again.
I’ve lost all sense. All I can think of is getting inside of her.
“I need to come. Please, I can’t wait. Oh, God.” She’s begging, and it’s the sweetest sound in the world.
“You want to come?” Why the fuck am I making this so damn hard on myself?
