“You want me to jump?”
“That’s right, honey. Jump down, and I’ll show you the consequences of your reckless behavior. It’ll be a lesson we’ll both enjoy.”
My beautiful mate. She didn’t hesitate for even a second. She just launched herself off the edge of the roof.
I caught her in my arms, bending my knees and swinging her around to soften any impact she might feel.
“Damn.”She sounded impressed.
I liked the way she was looking at me–like I had something she craved. LikeIwas the thing she craved.
“What about my roof?” she asked.
“I’ll get to it later. Gotta take care of you first. You’re gonna find out what happens when you give me a heart attack like that.” I carried her toward my house, flipping her to ride over my shoulder when we got to the door, so I could pull out my keys.
“What?” she shrieked as I tossed her in the air to reposition. “Oh my God. Wes, you are abeast.”
“Yes, honey, I am.” I stepped into the house and carried her to the living room where I tipped her back down to her feet at the side of my couch.
Her cheeks had flushed a pretty shade of pink from being upside down, and they made her blue eyes look bright. Her dimples creased as she looked at me, breath moving faster with excitement.
“Goddamn, you’re beautiful.” Through her top, I pinched one protruding nipple between the knuckles of my forefinger and middle finger. “I see you pointing at me.” Our gazes locked.
Her eyes danced with excitement.
“Turn around, Reckless.” I circled my finger in the air. “I’m going to turn your ass red.”
She hesitated. “Um, where’s Remy?”
“Preschool.” I waited, wanting to be sure she truly consented after that answer. That she wanted this. When she slowly turned to face the couch, I filled both my hands with her soft ass and squeezed.
“Good girl,” I praised, reaching around to the front of her hips to unbutton her shorts. “Let’s get these off you, so I can see my handprints when I spank you.”
Her fingers came to mine, so I stopped, again, waiting for consent.
Neither of us moved for a moment. “Take them off,” I murmured in her ear then waited for her obedience.
She instantly complied, like the glorious, sweet thing she was. She unbuttoned and unzipped her jean shorts and pushed them down her hips, along with her panties. They hit the floor, and she stepped out of them.
“That’s it, honey. Just like that.” I caught her wrists and pulled them gently behind her back, then pushed her torso down over the side of the overstuffed sofa arm. It made a perfect bolster for hips.
Holding her wrists pinned to her lower back, I spent a moment admiring her perfect ass–stroking my free hand in a circle around her twin globes. Then I drew it back and gave her a smack.
I went light because she was human, and I would hate to actually hurt her.
When she didn’t make a sound, I went harder, slapping the other cheek.
This time she gasped. I stayed at that intensity, spanking one side and then the other for a half-dozen quick spanks.
I was going for a little sting, not anything that would scare her. I stopped to rub, allowing my fingers to slide between her legs.
“You’re dripping wet, honey.” I dragged my fingers through her nectar and tasted it. “I fucking love the way you taste.”
I released her wrists and spun her around to face me. She reached for my belt buckle and undid it.
“You want my cock again, Joy? I thought you might need a break after the way you rode it last night.”
She licked her lips as she lowered to her knees. “My mouth doesn’t need a break.” She unzipped me.