Page 27 of Guarding The Phoenix: Vol. 2

I angled her head, steering the kiss deeper, putting my stamp on her soul. Just like she’d somehow emblazoned a trail directly into mine. Kylie made me want things no other woman ever had. We’re talking commitment, kids, a tidy house in the suburbs, coaching little league.

“Planning on putting on a show?”

At Axel’s question, I tore my mouth away. Kylie flushed. Her cheeks turned a becoming shade of pink. I eyed Axel. “Nope. This is just the appetizer. The main course will be away from prying eyes.”

I winked at Kylie, and she giggled, biting that lush bottom lip.

Axel’s gaze caressed Kylie with a possessive light. And I got the feeling he no longer wanted to share her. Like if he had his way, none of us would ever get another taste.

“Well, you kids have fun.”

I breathed a sigh of relief when he winked at her and the possessive glint disappeared. Redirecting my focus, I smirked seductively at Kylie, ready to strip every stitch off her lush body. “We will. Come on, beautiful. What do you say we blow this popsicle stand?”

She nodded in agreement, glanced at Axel, and blew him a kiss. Then she rose from the kitchen table with me. Snaking an arm about her waist, I steered her into the bedroom. But I caught Axel’s dark grimace before I shut the door.

I compartmentalized it though and directed my focus to the women staring with those big, trusting eyes. “You’ve got about fifteen seconds to get naked before I rip whatever is left off you.”

Toeing off my boots, I yanked my shirt off and tossed it off to the side, uncaring where it fell.

“And what if I want you to do it?” She slid her hands down over her torso and gripped the hem of her top.

My gaze hooded at her wicked suggestion. “Is that what you want? You want me to be rough, dirty girl?”

She lifted the tank, revealing her scars. But they didn’t matter to me. I found them beautiful and part of what made her so unique. “Maybe.”

God, she was carnal and sweet. The sexy combination went straight to my fucking dick. I dropped my cargo pants. My cock strained against my boxer briefs. I shoved them off. And then I stalked her way. Her nipples were pebbled beneath her ivory lace bra. “I heard all about your naughty fantasy, beautiful. And I must say, I never expected you to want something so dirty.”

She blushed and lowered her gaze while she removed her bra, biting that lush bottom lip again.

I gripped her hair and tilted her head back. Her audible gasp went straight to my dick. She swallowed as my gaze slid over her form, stopping at her beautiful tits. The pulse in her neck rapidly fluttered. Being dominated aroused her.

Interesting.

And fucking thrilling. I lowered my face until it was an inch away from hers. “Look at you. Damn near purring and I’ve barely touched you. But I’m gonna. And since you didn’t follow orders, you know what that means, don’t you?”

“No,” she panted as the sexual tension rose.

“Dirty girls who don’t follow orders get punished.” Then I spun her around and pressed her face down against the bed. Gripping the waistband of her leggings and panties, I yanked them down to her knees, exposing her ripe ass.

I grabbed an ass cheek and leaned over her back, murmuring in her ear. “This ass is mine tonight. Unless you tell me to stop, then everything stops. Understood?”

“Yes,” she whimpered.

I bit her shoulder playfully. “Good. And you disobeyed me. Didn’t you, dirty girl?”

“Yes.”

“And you deserved to be punished. Don’t you?”

“Yes. Do you want me to call you sir?”

“How about Master,” I growled, rising to my full height, and pressed my hand against her low back, holding her in place. Then drew two fingers through her slit. They came away drenched. If I had any doubts about whether she enjoyed being dominated, feeling her soaked slit put it to rest.

I smacked one butt cheek hard. The ivory globe reddened with my handprint. I rubbed the abused flesh. And then walloped the other cheek. Her indrawn breaths and shuddered gasps spurred me on. She tilted her hips, begging me for more.

“You’re such a fucking dirty girl. And I fucking love it.” I peppered her behind with swat after swat until her ass was ruby red. Moisture poured from her slit, coating her upper thighs.

Unable to wait any longer, I knelt behind her and parted the red globes, exposing her succulent cunt. I breathed in her musk and buried my face in her pussy. Dragging my tongue through her folds, her sweet flavor hit my taste buds like a sugared elixir, and I groaned, “So fucking sweet.”

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