Page 103 of Playing a Player (Sweet Cravings 1)

Another blast of semen landed on my other breast. I hadn't realized how cold I was. Every splash of it felt amazing.

"Every inch of you is mine," he said in a low voice. He ran his finger between my breasts and then slid it into my mouth.

I licked the salty semen off his finger. I was so aroused that I'd do anything. A whimper escaped from my lips.

"You probably think it's your turn to come now, right?"

I felt like this was a trick question.

He placed something soft on my chest and slowly wiped away his sticky semen.

I couldn't take it anymore. "Yes," I said breathlessly.

He grabbed my hips, flipped me over, and slapped my ass hard. I cried out, but not because of him spanking me. The handcuffs were digging into my skin.

"Grab the headboard."

I blindly reached out until my fingers felt the wood. I gripped the headboard and hoisted myself up onto my knees.

He spanked my ass again.

I knew I was dripping wet. It almost felt like some of my juices were dripping down my thigh. But it might have been the water from the ice cube that had been inside of me.

"Did you know that you have dimples right above each of your ass cheeks?" he asked, touching my lower back on either side of my spine.

"Yes."

"I find it unbelievably sexy."

I felt an ice cube drop into each small dimple. My body shuddered and the ice cubes immediately fell off my back.

"Here's the game, Keira," he said and placed the ice cubes back into my dimples. "I'm going to finger you, as long as you keep the ice cubes on your back. If they fall, I'm going to stop. And I'm going to spank you." His voice was so authoritative. I had never heard him like this.

"Okay."

"Spread your legs."

I slowly moved my thighs farther apart, trying hard to keep my back steady. I needed to feel his fingers inside of me. I needed to come.

He lightly touched my swollen clit.

I moaned and pressed my ass back. The ice cubes immediately fell from my back.

"Oh, Keira." He spanked my ass hard.

It just turned me on even more.

He rubbed the ice cubes where he had slapped me before placing them on my back again.

"Let's try this again." He ran his fingers up the inside of my thighs.

Stay still. He placed his palm against my aching pussy and I moaned loudly.

"I don't think you've ever been this wet." He thrust his finger inside of me.

"Yes!" I yelled.

But his finger immediately left me.

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