“Wait!” A moment of truth hits me with the force of an avalanche. “I was underage at that time. If he makes those photos public, we can get him on child porn charges. Why didn’t I think of this before?”
A smile splits Donny’s face. “Because you were stressed. But you’re a genius. You’re going to be a great lawyer, Cal.”
I frown then—a big frown that brings acid crawling up my throat like the tiny feet of a centipede. “But Rory… She was eighteen. Legal. We have to protect her, Donny. We have to.”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
DONNY
I sit up in bed then. The beautiful woman before me is still naked. Her skin is flushed, her lips trembling. She’s frightened—not for herself, but for her sister.
“I promise you, Callie.” I touch her cheek, trail my finger over her still-trembling lips. “Nothing will happen to you or Rory on my watch.”
She closes her eyes, sighs softly. “Thank you. Thank you so much.”
I lean down then and brush my lips against hers, thinking she needs a gentle kiss, a gentle hand.
But she pulls me close, forces her tongue between my lips, and kisses me hard.
Hard. I’m hard all over, especially in my groin.
We got derailed earlier, when I chose to interrogate Callie about her need for spanking. Now, I’d like to turn her over my knee and continue the assault on her gorgeous ass.
No. Not as long as she feels it’s punishment.
I can still make love to her, though. Fuck her hard and fast too.
My clothes are binding me, but having her naked while I’m still fully clothed is a big turn-on as well. We kiss and we kiss and we kiss, until finally I have to break the suction to inhale a much-needed breath.
Her beautiful breasts beckon me. They’re rosy and flushed, her dark-pink nipples hard and sticking out like red currants.
I kiss her neck, the top of her chest, sprinkle a few kisses around one areola, and then I suck one of her nipples into my mouth. Hard.
She groans beneath me. “God, yes. Feels so good.”
I suck harder and then bite her gently. She gasps in a breath.
I take the other nipple between my fingers, pull on it, tug it, twist it.
“God, Donny. God. Feels so damned good.”
She’s telling me. The texture of her nipple in my mouth is like velvet over a hard nob. I want to suck on it all day, all night.
My other hand goes searching for different treasures. I let her nipple go, slide over her soft belly to her mound.
And then between her legs.
I groan. God, she’s wet. Slick as the caramel coating a Fuji apple, and so much sweeter. I slide my fingers through her pussy and dip one finger shallowly into her channel.
“Yes, please, Donny. Please.”
I drill into her this time with two fingers. Find that spongy spot and give it a good massage.
And still I’m sucking on her nipple. Her delicious, silky nipple.
“Too many clothes, Donny. Too many freaking clothes.”
I agree. I want my clothes gone, but I don’t want to leave her nipple or remove my fingers from her pussy.