Page 96 of Desperate Crimes
I will wreck her so thoroughly she never doubts again who she belongs to.
I pull her panties down, sliding my fingers along her crack.
My palm itches for it. Like it’s desperate and aching just to spank her pert ass one more time.
I don’t usually deny myself when I get certain urges, and I won’t this time either.
I lift my hand and drop it down again.
Then I rub, soothing her pink skin, teasing her crack, and sliding even lower to her soaked pussy.
My little Princess likes to be spanked.
And I’m the one who’ll do it. The only one. Just like she deserves.
Because Leanna isn’t some run of the mill ivory tower princess.
No, she’s got depth. She’s got darkness.
She fits me so fucking good.
And right now? As she wiggles and moans, leaking her juices all over my lap, she is begging me to do it again.
“Fuck. Nico! Please,” she whimpers.
“That’s right, Baby. Call my name. Scream it.”
I alternate cheeks.
Spanking one and soothing the other, again. And again.
I tighten my grip on her throat, shoving that thumb inside her hot little mouth.
Her blonde hair is a mass of silky curls, and it looks so good falling down her back, and across my thighs.
Leanna sucks on my thumb harder, taking it deep inside her wet mouth. She moans around the thick digit as I drive two fingers into her cunt and my other thumb teases her asshole.
My dick is so hard, I’m about to blow. But not without her.
Punishment forgotten, I pull my fingers free and drag her against my chest, lift her into my lap so she’s straddling me.
Her knees press into the seat on either side of my thighs, the dress pushed up around her waist, panties torn off and forgotten somewhere on the floor.
She’s already soaked.
I reach between us and undo my pants, freeing my dick.
She mewls.
Fucking mewls.
And I hiss through my teeth, wrapping one hand around her throat, the other gripping her hip.
My eyes lock on hers as I slide her sweet pussy up and down my length.
“No more running, Leanna. You try to leave again, I’ll come find you. Again and again. You’re mine now. You get that?”
She nods, gasping. “Yes. I get it.”
