Page 106 of The Colour of Revenge
"Three." Her voice is trembling now.
I dip my head, letting my lips brush against her ear. "You're doing so well, Princess. Only two more."
She shudders.
I let the moment build—let her feel the anticipation.
Then, I strike again.
"Fou—ah!"
The last slap comes before she finishes counting.
"Five!" she gasps, her voice breaking around the word.
I trail kisses over her shoulders, spine, and the side of her neck. Slow, reverent, I take my time, letting her feel my touch everywhere. Then, I turn her face towards me, capturing her lips in a deep, lingering kiss.
Her body melts against mine.
"You okay?" I murmur against her mouth.
She hums softly, then pulls back just enough to flash a coy, wicked smile. "I didn't know you liked stuff like that."
I huff a laugh. "Neither did I."
But I can't deny the satisfaction curling in my chest as I take in the sight of her—flushed cheeks, heavy-lidded eyes, and the red mark blooming on her perfect ass.
Carina pushes at my shoulder suddenly, flipping me over onto my back.
My grin widens.
She straddles me, spreading her thighs over my hips, her dress riding up to expose the smooth skin underneath.
Fuck.
I grip her waist, guiding her against me as she grinds against my cock, slow and deliberate. A breathy sound slips past her lips, and my patience snaps.
I yank her dress higher, tug the top down to expose her breasts. The sight of them—flushed, full, perfect—makes my blood burn.
I lean up, capturing a rosy nipple between my lips, biting down just enough to make her cry out.
"Nate!" she gasps, her hips rocking against me, chasing friction.
I groan, gripping her tighter. "I need to be inside you."
Carina moves like a woman possessed, shoving my jeans and boxers down in record time.
She crawls over me, her body warm and supple as she moves. My hands slide up her thighs, fingertips trailing lightly, teasing.
She shivers.
I let my touch drift higher, pausing before reaching her core. The fabric between her legs is damp, the heat of her arousal seeping through.
I grin.
"Did getting your ass spanked make you wet, Princess?" I murmur.
A breathy whimper escapes her lips. "Yes."
