Page 88 of See You Sometime
He held her hand in his right, his left resting in the small of her back. That one he now slid down to her ass, no panties to interfere in his quest. He squeezed, fingers digging in hard through the fabric until she pressed her body against his and let out a soft, needy moan. She felt his cock, hard, pressing through his jeans.
That would be hers later, if she was his good girl.
She would have been riding him like a pony by now, if he’d let her.
It didn’t matter to her if he wanted to play with her in front of a room full of people, or alone.
Hewantedto play withher.
The breakthrough and aftermath were a messy perfection she never wanted to end.
She was his, and he was hers.
She was a good girl—hisgood girl. He’d learned how to give her what she needed in the ways thathewanted, and it was fine, sweet, a little twisted, and veryveryhot.
Kelly, who?
The outer edges of his eyes narrowed slightly, amusement there. “What’s wrong, baby?” He delivered a hard, stinging swat to her ass and she nearly came.
“Nothing, Sir. Nothing’s wrong.” She rubbed against him but he shifted his hips slightly, denying her ability to tease him further, much less to get traction for herself.
“Are you suuure?”
“Everything’s perfect, Sir.”
Now the smile followed, the left corner of his mouth quirking slightly.
They heard the sliders open and when they looked, they spotted Bob emerging onto the lanai. He raised his hand in greeting but didn’t call out. He walked over to the pool house and entered, probably checking supplies for Landry and Cris ahead of the party.
When she looked up, she realized Axel had watched him. Then his gaze swiveled back down to her.
“Yeeesss?” The same drawl he gave someone in a game when he knew they were about to do something critically stupid but he was going to let them touch that damn stove with both hands just because it would amuse him.
Who said he wasn’t a sadist?
“Thank you,” she said, all serious now. “Really.”
His expression softened, sweetened. “I love you. I’m still not…comfortable with some things. But the more I watch, the more I learn. You’ll have to be satisfied doing this at my speed.”
“I am.”
He nodded, quiet for a moment. “I might have…bought something.”
She arched an eyebrow in curiosity, but didn’t reply.
“From Everett.”
She didn’t dare hope, but now both eyebrows had arched.
“Eliza showed me one she’d bought from him that he made, so I…ordered one, too. He’s bringing it tonight.”
A soft gasp escaped her, her stomach fluttering even as her clit throbbed anew.
“Care to guess?”
Pleasebeknifepleasebeknifepleasebeknife…“Does Sir want me to guess?”
The smile returned. “I wouldn’t have said anything if I didn’t.”
