Her eyes widened. “Why? What did I do?”
“Nothing.” He winked.
“Oh,” she breathed out, her face turning dreamy. “That’s nice.”
He chuckled. “Legs up to your chest. Hold them there.”
He laid between her legs and stared at her glistening pussy. Fucking beautiful. He took a deep lick, savoring the taste of her. Swirling his finger through her dew, he drew it down to her ass, thrusting deep.
Her whole body jolted.
“Keep still.”
He thrust his tongue deep inside her. She cried out, her legs closing slightly. He drew back, licking his lips, his breath coming in harsh pants.
He grabbed a blindfold from the bedside drawer and held it up. “I’m not going to bind you, but you’re going to wear this. One day, I’ll bind and blindfold you. But not today.”
She nodded, nerves filling her face as he placed the blindfold over her eyes.
“Roll over onto your hands and knees.”
He helped her roll over, steadying her.
“Ass up, head down. Remember your safe word.”
Jesus, it was all he could do to hold onto his composure. To not thrust himself deep inside her. But he held back. He moved to the side, rubbing his hand over her ass. He smacked his hand down suddenly, delighting in her cry of surprise. Then he set about spanking her in earnest. Covering her ass. Her skin turned pink, and he paused to admire the plump, rosy globes.
“Damn sexy sight.”
“Sir! Please!”
He reached down and cupped her mound. Her heat scorched him, her lips were coated in slick arousal. Fuck, he couldn’t hold back. He gave her two final smacks before moving behind her. At the last moment, he remembered he wasn’t sheathed and quickly grabbed a condom.
He thrust himself deep inside her. Their groans mingled. Their breathing quickened with each push of his hips. She sucked him in, her warmth surrounding him. Reaching around he flicked her clit with his finger. She was swollen. So ready.
“Come. Come with me,” he ordered.
“Sir! Sir!” A few more flicks of her clit and he felt her release begin. His thrusts grew more hurried, rougher, less controlled. Finally, he succumbed to his own release. It poured through him, a thunderstorm that reached its peak with a crescendo that made him roar.
***
Tiny placed his phone down then turned to her, looking grim. “That was Gray.”
Her stomach dropped. Two days had passed since they’d discovered Maddy was the intruder. She still wasn’t talking, which worried Reagan. What did they actually have against her? Attempted break-in? Would that even stick? She thought she would feel safer once the intruder was caught, but she still felt unsettled.
Of course, that could be because Tiny was leaving soon. He was still reluctant to talk about their future and Reagan was starting to wonder if that was because he didn’t want a future with her. Maybe this was over and she just wasn’t getting the hint. She didn’t want to ask again because she didn’t want to ruin these last days they had together.
“What did he say?” she asked. She knew it wouldn’t be good news. They’d been waiting for this phone call.
“Got to go back for a job.”
Pain stabbed her insides.
“When?”
“Tonight. My flight’s in a few hours.”
She held back the cry of denial. She wasn’t ready for this. She couldn’t let him go.