“Really?” she managed because he was continuing to rub her. She bit her lip and flexed her hips slightly, feeling his erection, now full and heavy next to her ass. “Never mind,” she gasped as pleasure and arousal inundated her. “I see what you mean.”
A smile shadowed his lips. “Your body is so sensitive. I’ve been looking forward to this . . . to seeing whether or not you’d become even more sensitive during this time.”
She opened her mouth to exclaim in disbelief over the idea he’d been looking forward to her period, but then he pressed harder with his rubbing finger and all she got out was a moan. Heat rushed into her cheeks. Her nipples prickled against the fabric of her gown. His touch had a charge to it tonight—forbidden and taboo. She’d never even masturbated when she was on her period, let alone allowed a man to pleasure her during it. God. What had she been missing out on?
“I can see you’re going to exceed my expectations, as usual,” he rasped, his gaze flickering over her breasts, before his mouth closed on hers. She came a moment later while he kissed her deeply, shuddering against his hard, primed body.
“There,” he said quietly as her trembling eased. “Nice?”
“So nice,” she panted, smiling slightly because he continued to play her sensitive clit, and it was abundantly clear to both of them how creamy she’d become in the cleft between her labia.
“Would you like to feel nice again?” he asked, holding her stare.
“Yes,” she mouthed wordlessly.
“I thought so,” he replied with a small smile. Like the sea, the muted evening light was turning his eyes into a smoky blue. She winced slightly at the deprivation when he removed his hand from her panties. “Let’s just unbutton this,” he said calmly. His long fingers moved down her chest, unfastening her gown to her above her belly button. He peeled back the fabric, exposing her breasts. His nostrils flared slightly as he looked down at her, and she felt that telltale leap of his cock against her ass. She circled her bottom against him, and she saw a muscle jump in her cheek.
“Would you like to be spanked?” he asked.
She stilled her wiggling, stunned by his serious, intent question. She just stared at him a moment
“No,” she lied.
One dark brow rose in a doubtful expression, but he didn’t argue. He just slid his hand beneath her underwear again and began to rub her well-lubricated clit. She whimpered as heat and sensation rushed through her anew. He lowered his head and spoke near her ear. “Because the next time you wiggle your ass against my cock like that, I’m going to consider it an invitation.” Her hips twitched at the dark promise. His head started up, but she stilled herself at the last moment. He gave her an amused look of warning.
“How does it feel?” he asked a moment later, ungluing his gaze from her naked breasts.
“It burns so . . . good,” she gasped. Her clit had never sizzled like this before. The soles of her feet started to heat in sympathy to his touch on her sex. “You were right about the advantages. But what about you?”
“What about me?” he asked, his mouth hard as he stared at her breasts fixedly. Her nipples prickled at the delicious contrast of the cool breeze feathering across the sensitive crests and his hot stare.
“Don’t you want to come, too?” she asked in a strangled voice. She was restraining herself mightily not to grind her ass against his flagrantly swollen cock.
“Yes,” he replied in a hard voice. “But not until we explore the advantages more. Squeeze one of your breasts,” he bit out.
She was surprised by the taut demand, but didn’t hesitate. She cupped her breast from below and massaged it, watching his expression darken. Her skin felt surprisingly soft in her ha
nd, silky and smooth.
“Hold it up for me,” he said.
The words sent a hot thrill through her. She burned. Everywhere. She longed to bob her hips against his hand, but thought he might consider that a tease to his cock. She cupped her breast from below and lifted the firm flesh as if in offering. His cock batted against her ass. She held her breath when she saw the feral flash in his eyes, and then his mouth enclosing her nipple, giving it a firm, hot suck. It was too much. She bobbed her hips up and down, circling against his straining erection and wicked, stirring finger, and exploded again in splendid climax.
She opened her eyes a moment later when she felt his mouth unclamp from her nipple. He stared down at her with a rigid expression, his finger still moving subtly against her slick clit, sending an occasional post-orgasmic shiver through her. Slowly, he withdrew his hand and drew her panties down to her thighs, holding her stare the whole while. His hand skimmed over her naked hip, and she felt the moistness of his finger. He held her steady and ground his cock against her ass. She bit her lip and whimpered at the feeling of his heavy, engorged flesh.
“I’m going to have to give you a little spanking, Emma.”
She shivered at the impact of his low, gruff threat.
“I know,” she whispered.
“Look out at the sea or I won’t be able to do it,” he said, white teeth flashing in a restrained snarl.
She turned her head, staring out the terrace doors onto the gently falling summer night. He moved back slightly. She missed the feeling of his pressing, throbbing cock. His hand skimmed across her bottom, caressing her. She held her breath in anticipation. His hand lifted and fell, lifted and fell, giving her upper buttock two crisp smacks, the cracking sound of flesh against flesh ringing out in the air. He paused and rubbed the stinging skin.
“Bring up your knees some and roll over on your hip,” he said, guiding her with his hands so that when she’d settled, she was still lying on her side and staring blindly out at the Mediterranean, but her waist was twisted slightly and her right knee was higher than the left, making her entire bottom more exposed. “That’s right,” he muttered, his hand making little circles on her ass. He cupped both cheeks in his palm before he landed several spanks in a row, peppering her skin with stinging slaps. She moaned and shifted her hips in arousal.
“Does it hurt?” he asked her tensely, massaging a buttock.