“Have you heard of sex play, Kitten?” he asked behind me, making me pause.
“Of course, I have. I didn’t grow up under a rock.”
When he spoke again, he was much, much closer. “Good.” Right behind me.
I turned, and before I could make any remarks, both my hands were knotted in his tie, and he pulled me by them toward the bed.
“Let’s play a game.”
He sat on the bed, dragging me down with him until I was splayed across his legs, my tied hand above my head.
I turn back to look at him. “What are you doing?”
“Setting some ground rules, I thought you did not grow up under a rock?”
My eyes narrowed at him. “Even if I wanted to do a sex play, I would be the one doing the spank—”
I gasped before I could complete my sentence. Alex had spanked me. His hand rested on my ass, squeezing lightly.
“Did that hurt? Should I give it a kiss to ease the pain?”
My breathing was uneven. What the hell was that? The feeling when he’d spanked me. His hand resting there, just rubbing.
My sex throbbed, and I wanted him to do it again, but that would have been the last thing I’d ever admitted. I opened my mouth to say something, I didn’t even know what I was going to say, but Alex spanked me again.
On the other cheek. It sent a wave up my spine.
“It’s funny, how I don’t hear you complain, Kitten. It feels good, doesn’t it?”
Then he spanked me again, and again, and then he rubbed at it, leaning to blow on my ass cheeks.
My thong was soaked by now, but I was biting my lip to keep me from moaning, to keep me from letting him know how much I liked what he was doing.
The way I was laying across his legs, his hard-on was right underneath me. My hips buckled when he spanked me again, accidentally rocking against his erection.
The moan escaped my lips. I couldn’t hold it in.
He leaned to his side and nibbled on my ear. Then he spanked me again.
Spanked and rubbed, until I was sure that I was going to cum.
“Let us see how you like it.” He said and stopped.
My heart was beating fast, my breath hitched, my thongs soaking wet, but Alex stopped and laid me on the bed, off his lap.
He started to peel off his shirt, watching me. When he took off his pants, I licked my lips.
He smiled before turning to go into the bathroom. “Don’t worry, Kitten, nothing a cold shower can’t fix,” he said with a wink.
Chapter 15 - Alessandro
Having the upper hand and leaving Katya high and dry had felt great.
Fucking great.
She was pure heat that singed my fingers every time I tried to touch her, but last night, I had been the one to burn her.
At least a hundred business deals sealed, and more than a fortune made, but somehow that had become one of my most satisfying victories.