Heat flared in my chest. I jumped up, grabbed Ash’s hips, and flipped her onto her stomach.
“Let me go!” she yelled.
I brought my hand up and slapped her ass.
She let out a scream, and I dragged my other suspender off, folded it over, and whipped it across her exposed skin, leaving a red welt behind.
My cock was about to explode. I fucking loved these games and how well she played them with me. Marking Aislynn like she was mine was the hottest thing I’d ever done, which was crazy, seeing as I’d been with a lot of women with way more experience than her. But maybe that was it; maybe it was her innocence that appealed, and how much fun I knew I’d have while I trained her to take my dick and my marks the way I liked.
My cock jerked as I cracked the suspenders across her ass again. The red welt forming on her creamy ass bloomed scarlet.
She let out a high-pitched, angry yelp and tried to twist, but she was trussed up so tightly that there was no way for her to escape.
Her hair, shaken loose from being manhandled, spread out in a wild tangle across my desk. Her exposed back was coveredin a light sheen of sweat, and the contrast between the red marks and her pale skin made a hunger rise up inside me.
“You’re a fucking psycho,” she ranted.
I unzipped my jeans and released my aching cock, fisting it hard to give myself some relief. Then I turned the chair around so I could sit and tip my head back onto the desk. My hand went to Ash’s hips, and I dragged her until she was positioned over my mouth and ate her like a man starved.
While I sucked, licked, and hummed, my hand snaked down, and I fisted my cock, desperate to relieve myself. I hadn’t been with anyone since Ash, despite what she thought. I didn’t want anyone else; I couldn’t even get hard for another woman. I’d fucked my hand in the shower, thinking of her, but it wasn’t the same as having the real thing.
It didn’t take long for her pussy to start clenching, and I knew she was about to come. I moaned into her cunt, smiling against her slick wetness at the way her body responded to me.
The small of my back tingled, and my cock turned hard as steel in my hand while my balls drew up tight against my body.
“Come, baby,” I growled. “Give it to me.” I hadn’t finished saying the words when she let out a moan and pressed down on my face. I nipped her clit, my hand beating my cock hard as my cum shot out. I fucked my hand, groaning deep as my hips jerked. I ate Ash through her orgasm while my hand pounded my dick, and my heart raced with the force of my climax.
Eventually, Aislynn’s hips stopped writhing, and the pulsing in my balls eased. Gently, I held her hips and helped her climb off my face, grinning as she collapsed on the desk.
I untied her hands, then went into a drawer and grabbed a packet of Kleenex, cleaning the cum off my hand and thighs before tucking my dick back in my jeans and zipping up my fly. Turning to Ash, I gently eased her legs open and cleaned herup before arranging her now-wrinkled skirt back into place and reluctantly covering her pretty tits with her top.
I took in her dazed look, and I couldn’t stop myself from leaning down and kissing her forehead sweetly. “You okay?”
I expected her to smile and say all was forgiven; I mean, I had just given her the orgasm of her life. I thought I’d more than made up for my so-called indiscretion. I’d shown her how I felt and told her that I was finally ready to settle long-term with her.
As far as I was concerned, it was full steam ahead.
Ash slid off the desk, retrieved one of her high heels that she’d lost, no doubt when I was beating her ass, and grabbed her purse from the floor where she’d dropped it.
“Baby,” I murmured, my hand clasping her smooth, bare shoulder.
She whipped around and cracked her palm so hard across my face that I had to take a step back.
“What the fuck?” I growled, rubbing the sting.
“You,” she spat, sticking a finger in my face. “Leave me the fuck alone.”
“Jesus, woman. What did I do now?” I demanded.
“I’m not some slut like Saskia you can pick up and throw away whenever you feel like it,” she said through clenched teeth.
“It’s not like that, baby,” I assured her. “I’m done with fuckin’ around. I want us to move forward.”
Her eyes flashed, and she barked, “No.”
My brows pulled together. “Don’t get lippy, Aislynn.”
“I told you it was over and I meant it,” she went on, ignoring my veiled threat. “I don’t want you calling me, following me, spying on me, or stalking me. It’s done. You fucked up, and I don’t forgive that shit. Stay in your fucking lane and don’t cross into mine. You have a working relationship with my family’s bar and the Speed Demons, but one word from me and they’ll toss you away so fast that your head will spin. We have socialevents to get through; the wedding’s next week, and I know you and your brothers have been invited. I can be civil to keep the peace, and I expect you to do the same and not ruin Maeve’s day. However, if you don’t leave me the fuck alone, I’ll call my uncle Patrick in, and he’ll shoot you in the balls.”
