“Say it,” I ordered.
“Yes.”
“Yes what?” I squeezed her ass harder.
She let out a cry. “Yes, sir.”
“Good girl.”
She clenched even harder.
Fuck.
“When I count down from ten, you’re going to come so fucking hard you’ll go to sleep like we should have earlier.”
She moaned.
“Ten.”
I ran my hand across her ass and spanked it, leaving her skin bright red under my touch.
Her hands tightened on the headboard.
“Nine.”
I slowed myself, doing deliberate circles inside her as I tweaked her taut nipples. Her head fell back, the cap sliding from her waves.
“Eight.”
I wrapped one hand around her hair, fucking her, riding her, her ass rippling from each slap of my thighs against her.
“Rhett,” she begged.
“Patience, babe.”
“Yes, sir,” she breathed.
“Seven.”
I pounded into her, over and over again, slowly making my way down to three.
“Turn over,” I ordered.
“Now?”
“Now. I want to see your face when I make you come.”
She turned, spreading her legs for me. I bracketed her face with my hands and adjusted my hips, guiding my cock to her hole. The second she engulfed me, I let out a hoarse moan. “Holy fuck, Maggie, you get me hotter than I ever knew I could be.”
Her eyes were wide on me as she held on to my forearms, dug her nails into my skin.
“Three,” I said. “You’re so fucking hot, your tits bouncing in that nightgown, your mouth open, like you want me to fill every fucking part of you.”
Her lips parted farther.
“Two... Your thick legs, wrapped around my waist, pulling me in to you,” I uttered. “Your hot, wet pussy, fucking quivering, begging for me to spill everything I have into you. And your voice, ready to cry out my name when I say...”
She bit down on her bottom lip.