“Yes…” Jasmine snatched her arm back, bracing against Ethan’s knee. “I mean…”
She was distracted. Not by the numbing pain in her ass, but by the protrusion she felt in her stomach. Because of course spanking her got Ethan’s cock hard.
“Hm? What was that? I can’t hear you, my flower.”
Jasmine squirmed in his lap, but no matter what she did, his cock pointed hard into her abdomen.
“Stop denying me and tell me what’s going through that beautiful head of yours.” His hand hovered over her ass, threatening – no, offering – to spank it once again. But only if Jasmine proved worthy of his attentions.
“Shit.” She was hot between the legs. Her body willed her to unzip her boyfriend’s pants and take him into her mouth. Being handled like this made her want oral punishment as well. Ethan knew how to drive into her throat without hurting her. What she would give to have him grab her hair and come in her…
“Jasmine. Say something.”
She said the first thing to come to her lips. “I fucking love it when I get you hard.”
His hand gently landed on her ass, digging beneath her dress and fondling the edges of her lingerie. “And I love it when I get you wet. Keep talking.”
What in the world would she even say? Talk dirty. Okay. “I want you to… to…”
“Oh, this is getting good. Want me to do what?”
That growl in his voice would be the end of her. “I want you to do whatever you want to me, Ethan.”
“Be more specific. I’m a man of crazy imagination right now, but I love it even more when you drown my ears in filth. How else will I know exactly what to do to you to get the best orgasm I can from you?”
That was almost considerate. “I want you to spank me again.”
She said it so pitifully, and yet the smack she got right on top of her underwear made her howl in desire. And it made Ethan strain through his pants and into her stomach.
“What’s all this doing to you?” Ethan coached her. “How does it make you feel? What does it make you want to do tome?”
Jasmine could barely keep her eyes open, but her mouth freely fell, spilling every word to swim within it. “It makes me want you so badly, Ethan. It makes me want to spread my legs and have you pound me senseless.”
“That so?” His hand squeezed her ass, massaging the painful spot he created. “Pound your what? Be way more specific. I want to hear those filthy words fall from your mouth.”
She took a deep breath and wetted her lips. “Damnit, Ethan, my pussy!”
“I love it when I get you to say that lovely word.” He spanked her, a final time, the glee practically radiating off his hand.
Jasmine moaned into the bed, wishing beyond wish that Ethan would push the game out of the way and take her right there and then. Screw the romantics for their anniversary. What better way to celebrate than to feel him driving into her, claiming her body in the same way he had claimed her heart?This isn’t the plan, Jasmine!Oh, fuck him. Ethan was always screwing up her plans for his own ends. His hard ends.
Ethan patted her bottom and picked up the spinner. “You better pray I land on afuck herspace. Otherwise this is going to get dragged out longer.”
Fuck him, indeed! The bastard was doing this on purpose now!Last time I give him a ton of alcohol before doing something like this…
She didn’t see what he landed on. Did it matter anymore? He would cheat.
Ethan pulled Jasmine up and helped her onto the bed. She landed on her back, gazing up into his flushed face. “What to do about this?” He flipped the spinner over before Jasmine could see what it said. “I might make you come, and I don’t want to do that. I want to make youwantto come.”
“There are like five-thousand things you could do in that case.”
“I know.” Ethan picked up her foot and caressed her ankle before continuing his ascent up her leg. “I think I’ll just stick to one for now.”
Her shoe dropped to the floor. Ethan kissed the side of her foot, teeth nibbling her ankle.What is he…Jasmine gasped when his tongue hit the skin on the bottom of her leg.
The man was a professional torturer. For a year now he was finding new and tantalizing ways to fuck with Jasmine’s head and make her want him unlike ever before. Even when he was being a totalassshe still wanted him. He was tender, yet strong. Rough, yet a total kitten when he let his guard down.
He wasn’t letting his guard down right now. Nope. Ethan Cole was staring her down through frosty eyes as he licked his way up her leg and toward her thighs.