“Do you want the plug and my cock?”
I gave him a coquettish smile. “Yes, sir. I need to know what it feels like.”
“Jesus, baby, the thought of you all stretched out like that, taking my cock and the plug too makes me so fucking hard.”
I smiled as he moved closer. I ran my hands down his chest, across his abdomen, and took hold of his waistband. “There’s one more thing I need to tell you.”
He raised his brows. “What’s that?”
“I’ve been bad.”
He growled, cupping my ass and pulling me to him. “What have you done?”
“I didn’t just borrow this tux, I bought it, and I didn’t just buy it off the rack. I had it made. Today was my final fitting, and I spent way too much on it.”
Giorgio tried to keep a stern expression, but his mouth quirked up in that half smile that always made my pulse race. “You have been bad, princess? I’m going to have to punish you?”
“Yes, sir.”
He let go of me and stepped back. “Strip. Slowly. I want you to take care of that over-priced tux. I’m going to put you back in it very soon, and I’m going to take you out and show you just how special you are. But right now, I’m going to show you what happens when you’re bad.”
I shivered dramatically as I eased the jacket down my arms. I folded it carefully and laid it over a chair. Next, I undid my cufflinks and laid them on the dresser, keeping my eyes on Giorgio’s the entire time. I unbuttoned the shirt, pulled it over my head, and smoothed it out before folding it and placing it with the jacket. Instead of reaching for my pants, I ran my hands over my chest, sucking in my breath as I pinched my nipples.
Giorgio groaned, and that made me smile.
“Keep going,” he ordered.
My cock hardened even more. I fucking loved it when he used that commanding tone with me.
I undid the hook on my pants and slowly lowered the zipper, then pushed them down my legs, leaving on my underwear. I’d purchased a pair of snug, silky red briefs that hugged me perfectly.
When I stepped out of the pants, I folded them and laid them with the rest of the suit.
“Turn around. I want to see you in those damn things from all angles.”
“Do you like them?”
“Fuck yes. Order some more.”
I grinned. “Later.”
He cupped my ass, massaging it and pulling my cheeks apart. “Damn right. All you’re going to do right now is take them off and spread your legs for me.”
He said the words right against my neck, making me shiver. He nipped at the tender skin, then stepped back.
I pushed the briefs down and kicked them off before gripping my ass and bending slightly, exposing myself to him.
“Fuck,” he growled. “Turn around.”
I turned and wrapped a hand around my cock, moving it slowly up and down. Giorgio stared, licking his lips. “I want you on the bed, on your back, knees pulled up on your chest.”
Wasn’t he going to order me over his lap for a spanking? “I thought you would—”
“You don’t get to ask questions. Just do what I say.”
“Fuck, that’s hot.”
“You’ll get fucked if you’re good.”
I intended to be very good. I lay down like he told me to. He popped the top on the lube, slicked his fingers, and thrust them into me, making me gasp. He opened me up quickly, using rough strokes, then picked up the butt plug. I watched as he coated it thoroughly with lube.
“I want this inside you when I spank you.” I stared at him, eyes wide. “I… Oh my God.” What would that feel like? Delicious? More painful?
All thought ceased when he pushed the tip of the plug against my hole. He worked it into me, stopping a few times to let me adjust and fucking me with shallow strokes. Finally, when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, I felt the flange press against me.
Giorgio groaned. “Fuck, you look good like that.”
He unbuckled his belt. I thought he was going to strip, but he pulled it free of its loops and slapped it against his hand as if testing it.
“Wait. Are you going to…”
“Spank you with this?”
I nodded frantically.
“I am, and it’s going to hurt. Hold your knees and stay in that position.”
I stared at him, unable to breathe. I was torn between thinking this was the hottest fucking thing I’d ever imagined and being scared at how much it would hurt.
“Breathe, baby.” He laid a hand on my chest. “If you stay tense, it will hurt more.”
“I… I’m trying.”
He took my cock in his hand and jacked me. Between the plug in my ass and his hand, it didn’t take long until my cock was aching with desperation.
He let go of me, and without warning, he slapped the belt across my ass.