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“I still plan on taking you shopping,” he rasped against her ear. “I want to see you try on beautiful dresses in all the best stores, baby. Do you remember when you told me that?” he chuckled. “You were seventeen and buzzed on the beer you and my sisters stole from the old man.”
Her belly did a happy flutter. She twisted, looking at him over her shoulder. “You remember?”
“Of course. I wanted to be the one to do that for you so badly, to make your secret wish come true.” He brushed his lips against her throat. “Now I can. But for me to give you that, our only option at this point is hard and fast.” He walked her forward until they stood in front of her tiny kitchen table. “Bend over, Alex. Hold the edge tight.”
She shivered at the rasp of his voice, his warm breath against her neck, and did as he asked.
“Very good.” He slid his hand from the base of her neck down her spine and over her ass, then dipped down between her cheeks. One of his fingers slid the length of her slit, grazing her throbbing clit. “You wet for me?”
“Yes,” she whispered. All he had to do was touch her.
He groaned and slid his finger deep inside, holding it there and swirling the digit. He trailed hot kisses up her side and over her shoulder, then bit gently on her earlobe. “You ready for me?”
She arched back, lifting her ass higher, needing more. “God, yes.”
The soft clink of his belt buckle being undone followed by his zipper coming down made her shiver. The fact that she was completely naked and he was still fully clothed was a massive turn-on. “Spread your legs wider, let me see how much you want it.”
She stepped out, doing as he asked.
His hand went back to her ass, skimming her heated skin, then he squeezed. “You’re a very bad girl for tempting me like this. Maybe I’ll punish you, what do you think?” His voice was rough, but there was also a teasing, playful note that she loved.
She sucked in a breath, excitement thrumming through her now trembling body. “What do you have in mind?”
“I think you need a spanking for answering the door in nothing but a towel, for making my cock so hard when I had plans for us, for making me lose control.”
The ache between her legs was relentless, and she tried to squeeze them together, but Deke’s hands went to her thighs, fingers digging in, stopping her.
“Have you ever been spanked before, baby?”
She shook her head. “No.” Her voice sounded ragged, hungry.
The hand on her ass disappeared, then came down sharply. She cried out, but not in pain, not really. He hadn’t hit her hard, just enough for a slight sting. He smoothed his palm over the point of contact, and the sting vanished quickly, leaving a dull ache that seemed to be connected directly to her clit. She whimpered and lifted her ass higher.
Deke chuckled. “Like that, do you?”
“Yes.”
The air in the room changed instantly, became electric.
“Does my dirty girl want another one?”
“Yes. Please.”
“Fuck, baby.” All playfulness had left his voice. Then he did it again. And again, until she was so turned on her thighs were slick and she was panting, hanging onto the table like a lifeline.
“I need you,” she rasped.
His hand vanished, and a second later she felt the hot head of his cock brushing her ass cheek, sliding down the cleft. “Gonna fuck you so hard, you’ll still feel me while I’m gone. You won’t forget who this beautiful body belongs to.”
Her inner muscles contracted at the rough, needy sound of his voice. His words should piss her off, but instead they turned her on more. She didn’t know what that said about her, and right then she didn’t care. If she didn’t have him inside her soon, she’d dissolve into a desperate puddle at his feet. “God, Deke, do me already.”
He laughed, the sound dark and full of sensual promise.
She felt another rush of liquid heat slick her thighs, and she knew he saw it when the laugh broke off into a groan and he cursed under his breath.
“Shit. Hold on.” Wrapping his arm around her hips, he slid the head of his cock through her folds, then slammed up inside her.
“Ahh.” She gripped the edge of the table, pushing back.
