Page 86 of She Was Made for Me

It doesn’t matter. What matters is that I’ve distracted us both after that conversation by the lake. I still can’t believe he asked me to stay in the city with him. That would be amazing, but unless he’s prepared to tell Dad the truth, it can’t be a reality. Talking about his panic attacks, about how much Dad supported him, made it pretty clear why he’s so reluctant to tell him. That’s not going to change. As hard as it is to swallow, maybe Kyle and I were only ever meant to have a few weeks of fun. The thought makes my heart wilt, but I push that feeling aside. This is exactly why I wanted a distraction. I don’t want to think about the difficult things to come. I want to have fun with him now, while we still can. And it was all too easy to push Kyle’s buttons, like I used to. I’ve almost missed his grumpy side.

“I told you not to go in the water,” Kyle growls behind me. His hand strokes my butt cheek, feather soft, and goosebumps rise on my skin.

“I know.” I wiggle my butt, realizing that what I want is for him to spank me. It makes me feel like some sort of deviant, craving that, but I don’t care. I want him to hurt me, just a little, then make it feel better.

His hand lifts from my ass cheek and my heartbeat quickens in response. When it lands again with a loud crack, I jump in surprise. It takes a second for the sting to come, but when it does, I suck in a sharp breath. The pain gives way to a rush of pleasure almost instantly, and wet heat pools between my legs.

Again, I want to beg.Again.

I glance at him over my shoulder, trying to let him know how much I like it. There must be something on my face that makes it clear, because his eyes glint as he lifts his hand again.

“You didn’t listen, Violet.”

This time the pain is more of a hot burn, spreading through my lower half like melted honey. I let out a low groan and lift my butt higher. No man has ever treated me like this, and I can’t believe how much I love it. Now I know what’s been missing from my sex life this entire time.

“Only bad girls don’t listen.”

Kyle’s hand meets my ass again and I whimper, squeezing my thighs together. I can feel how wet I’m getting and I need him to touch me there. He notices and forces my legs apart, sliding his hand between them.

“Fuck,” he murmurs to himself. “You’re soaked. You fucking love this, don’t you?” He drops to his knees behind me and spreads the back of my thighs, dragging his tongue through my slick folds. “This is exactly what you wanted, isn't it? For me to spank your ass and tell you that you really shouldn't be such a brat if you don't like the consequences.”

He’s right—itiswhat I wanted, even if I didn’t realize until his hand struck my backside. But he’s wrong about the rest, because Idolike the consequences. I fucking love them. I’ll be his brat anytime if this is how he responds.

I want to tell him this, but I’m dizzy from the way his tongue is stroking my clit and dipping inside me. His hands are on my ass cheeks, massaging the pain away as his tongue slides across me. I’m not prepared for the way he licks higher, to a place I’ve never been touched before. I inhale a short breath of surprise, and he hesitates before touching his tongue to the tight ring of muscle again, his fingers circling my clit as he does. I can’t help the moan that escapes me. My head spins from the pleasure, from the way it feels so naughty but so damn good.

He kisses his way up my back, peeling my dress over my head as he rises to his feet again behind me. “You like that, sweetheart? You like me touching you there?”

I give a tiny nod, unable to meet his gaze because of the heat coloring my cheeks. Yes, I like him touching me in the most intimate of places, but part of me is too shy to admit it.

“I thought you did.” He lets out a low, rough chuckle. “You can tell me. Tell me you like the way my tongue feels on your perfect ass.”

Jesus fucking Christ.

My breath stutters at his filthy words. I press my legs together, desperately needing friction, and I can feel the slickness running down the inside of my thighs. I’ve never been so turned on in my life.

“Say it, Violet.”

“I… I can’t,” I whisper, my face burning. As much as I love every dirty word from his mouth, I can’t seem to make myself repeat them back to him.

He tuts behind me, and a second later his hand comes down on my backside again, bringing with it a hot sting of pleasure. The moan I release is embarrassingly loud.

“Still refusing to do what I tell you,” he mutters, his voice laced with disapproval. I know we’re only playing, but it tugs at something inside me, and I search his face to make sure he’s not serious. The sinful smile hinting at his lips reassures me.

“I’m sorry.” I stick my bottom lip out in a show of exaggerated remorse. “How can I make it up to you? I want to be your good girl again.”

He grunts, letting his eyes fall closed for a moment before they lock on mine. His jaw is hard as he peels his tee over his head and kicks his swimming trunks off, the dangerous gleam in his eye making my heart bounce against my ribs in excitement.

“You can take my cock,” he growls, lining myself up behind me. “And you can come for me.” He grips my hips and plunges into my wetness without hesitation, and for a few seconds I see nothing but stars as the pleasure of being filled melts through me.

“Yes.” I rock back against him, already breathless from the feel of him. “I need it.” The sensations building in my core tell me I’m not far off, and when I feel Kyle’s hand slide between my butt cheeks and touch that taboo spot again, my legs shake. He presses gently, sending a new surge of rapture through me as he enters a place I never knew I wanted him. No.Needhim.

“Fuck yes,” Kyle grits out when I moan. “Now come on my dick like the good girl you are.”

That’s all I need to hear. The wave crashes over me and I lose myself in sensation as Kyle buries himself to the hilt, scooping an arm under my stomach to hold me up as I become boneless with pleasure.

He’s chuckling when I finally come to. “I lost you there for a moment.”

I shake my head, vision blurred. “I’ve never come so hard in my life.”

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