She stared up at him for long moments, her breathing growing more rapid. And then, to his surprise, she slid her hand away from her mound.
“That’s a good girl,” he said. “Now I don’t have to punish you too hard for hiding what’s mine.”
“Punish?” she asked right before he smacked his hand down on her pussy.
He didn’t do it hard. He wasn’t a complete monster after all.
She jumped with a moan. “Oh my God, I can’t believe you just did that. You gave my pussy a spanking.”
Fuck, why were those words so hot? His cock was now pressed against his jeans, his balls aching. He needed to get inside her, but more than that, he had to make sure that she was ready for him.
“That wasn’t a spanking, baby. That wasn’t even a punishment. Show me your pussy. Take hold of your legs and pull them back against your body, spreading them wide. I want to see.”
She stared up at him in amazement, and for a moment, he thought she might refuse, that she might even say her safeword. He just waited. He wasn’t going to influence her one way or another. This had to be her decision.
Then she reached down and pulled up her legs, parting them wide. Oh, hell. He hadn’t thought this through, had he? Was it possible at his age to come in his pants?
Because he felt close to doing just that as he took in her soft folds that were already slick and wet, those delicate lips that were parted, and he knew he had to get his mouth on her.
“Fuck me, baby,” he told her. “This is the prettiest pussy in the world.”
“No, it’s not.”
“Yes, it is,” he countered. “Say that this is the prettiest pussy in the world.”
She grumbled. “It’s the prettiest you know in the world.”
His lips actually quirked up into a half smile. “You know?” he said. “What is ‘‘you know’?”
“You know what ‘you know’ is,” she said to him with a huff.
He loved when she showed a bit of fire. He knew that meant she was getting really comfortable with him. Because whenAddie was scared of someone, when she’d just met them, she completely closed down.
“Hmm, I’m not sure that I do know what ‘you know’ is.” He leaned over her again. “Maybe you should tell me. What is this?” He placed his hand over her pussy. “Say it. Say the word. You can do it, Addie.”
“Pussy,” she whispered.
“Say it louder,” he said, in between brushing kisses down her neck and along her chest. “Say the word and you can let go of your legs.”
She groaned. “You know this is a cruel and unusual punishment, right?”
Cash took her nipple into his mouth and sucked on it before biting down gently.
A moan escaped her. “Pussy.”
“Louder,” he urged, moving to her other breast to give her nipple the same treatment.
“Pussy,” she cried loudly. Then she froze. “Oh my God, did I say that loud enough for other people to hear?”
This time his lips didn’t just twitch. He felt a full-blown smile hit his mouth. This was the quickest he’d ever started to recover.
And it was all because of her.
But he wasn’t quite there yet, and the arousal rushing through him needed a place to go. He needed to expend some energy.
Perhaps Ralen was right. The best way to find yourself again was in the arms of someone else. But not just anyone. He needed her to help him come back to himself.
“I’m sure no one heard,” he lied. He was pretty sure the whole penthouse probably had.
