He supped from her lips like she was a meal and he was starving, and she reveled in being gorged upon by him. He tasted her, drank from her in a way Mark never had. He made her feel alive, like every part of her was buzzing with vitality. There was no room to question anything. No room to worry or feel fear. She could only respond.
Adrenaline burst through her as he walked her backward toward her bed.
Her childhood bed.
The notion of having James Arias on that bed shouldn’t have sent tingles sparking around her system, but it did. She loved it. Loved the idea of it.
Then he stunned the shit out of her by turning them around and pulling his mouth from hers. He took a seat at the side of the bed, and though he was panting—a true sign of his break in control—he was calm as ever when he said, “You need a spanking.”
Hailey’s eyes widened, and she couldn’t withhold the laugh that escaped her. “Whoa, back up, Mr. Grey. I’m not into that.”
“Neither am I,” he retorted easily. “But you need one.”
“How the hell do you know that?” she said in utter confusion.
“Because your emotions are all over the place, and you’re not thinking straight.”
That was no kind of logic, and yet, for some reason, it made sense. How was that possible?
She didn’t need a spanking, dammit. She wasn’t five years old and on the naughty step, but the idea of James Arias’ hands on her butt, spanking her, well, it sent fire through her veins.
A tremor rushed through her as she realized she was contemplating it. Almost like he saw her weakening, he curled his finger in beckoning. Hailey blinked at him, then whispered, “I don’t need to be disciplined.”
He didn’t reply, simply cocked a brow. That simple response had her flinching. Confusion filled her as she took a step toward him and clambered awkwardly over his lap.
She’d never done this before, never wanted it before.
What the hell was wrong with her?
Was she really doing this?
Before she could do little more than squeak, his hand was on her butt, shaping the curve of her ass before settling against the small of her back. His knees were hard against her stomach, and blood was already rushing to her head as it hung suspended in the air. She felt the air charge with something she’d never be able to explain before his hand suddenly connected with her ass.
A startled yelp escaped her, then another and a quick shriek as he spanked her twice more.
She jerked and writhed on his lap as he carried on, but she quietened down, knowing her parents would investigate otherwise.
Not once did it occur to her to plead with him to stop. Not once did she think to pull away.
Instead, she let him have his way and as she did, she found a peculiar freedom in it. So much so, when he stopped moments later, she was disappointed.
And horny.
Hornier, she felt sure, than she’d ever been in her life.
Panting, she whispered, “I need you, James.”
“Good,” came the gritted-out retort. “I need you.”
She shuddered on his lap, and with shaky legs, got to her feet when he supported her upright. He climbed to his feet too, looked her square in the eye and reached for the buttons on her blouse. Their arms clashed as she pushed off his jacket, then went to work on his shirt. Within seconds, they were both naked from the waist up as he took the swift opportunity to unfasten her bra and let her breasts spill free.
She closed her eyes when he dragged her against his chest and swooped low to kiss her. She moaned into his mouth as he shifted his torso, dragging the fine hairs against her nipples until Hailey felt sure she’d go insane if he didn’t touch them with his fingers. As he coaxed her tongue into a battle royale, she grabbed hold of his belt and pushed her hips back to make space for her fingers. Intent on getting her hands on something she’d been dying for for the last months. She managed to unfasten his belt and his fly in record time—it was amazing what a person could do with the right motivation.
When his cock was in her hand, she shuddered. He was hard, and he was thick, and he was like steel encased in silk. She knew the latter belonged in some romance novel, but she’d never felt anything like it. Hailey had had two lovers and none of them compared to
James—all that without even seeing him either!
He groaned into her mouth as she awkwardly jacked him off, and she took the opportunity to mumble, “I’m clean and I’m on the pill.”