When I heard the click of the lock, I grinned. “Get. Naked. Now.”
I stood stock-still as I watched Kitty divest herself of her clothes fast. God, she was a beautiful woman. Curvy, with hips I could grip on to and tits that had my mouth watering. It had been too long since I’d been inside her hot, tight pussy. My cock was bursting to be freed. I needed her like I needed the air in my lungs.
She was mine.
Mine to protect.
Always.
Kitty knew her game was up. When she sat on the bed naked as the day she was born, her tits pushed out, exposed, and the naughtiest grin I’d ever seen, I pounced.
I practically sprinted across the bedroom to lunge at her. Her shrieking giggles turned into moans as I grabbed her wrists in my hands and pinned them above her head. I dove at her throat, sucking and nipping the flushed skin, and wedged my hips in between her thighs. “You’ve been a naughty girl, Kitty,” I growled as my lips moved to the shell of her ear.
In response, she made a soft moan and breathed, “Uh-huh,” in confirmation, arching upward and wiggling her hips. Kissing every part of her exposed body, I quickly divested myself of my clothes. I couldn’t get them off fast enough. I was hungry for her. I needed her warmth and comfort, only her body could give me.
“Dylan,” she moaned as she ground her body upward, pressing her hips against my erection.
I laughed. “You’re not getting off that easy, baby. Not after the fucking week I’ve had.”
Looking down at her as she bit her lip and smirked back. Kissing the tip of her nose, I leaned over the bed and grabbed my jeans. Ripping my leather belt from the loops, I wrapped my belt around her hands. Once she was secured, I sat up and moved to the edge of the bed.
“Dylan,” she cried. “Come on. I’m horney.”
“And I’ve had a hell of a week, my little runaway. Do you know the shit I’ve seen and done? You started this baby. Now it’s my turn for retribution.”
I stood up, leaned over, and not so gently dragged her to the edge of the bed, draping her over myself as I sat down again.
My woman’s eyes widened, and she looked over her shoulder at me.
“Don’t even think about it,” she growled.
Smiling as one of my hands securely held her wrists in front of her, as she lay on her stomach across my lap. My other hand stroked her skin, rubbing gently along her back, massaging the curves of her ass.
“Dylan, I mean it!” She inhaled, closing her eyes. My cock twitched as she made a noise that sounded almost like a purr. Feeling my blood begin to boil, my touch became rougher, met by the swaying and grinding of her hips. Her breaths were long and ragged and interspersed with whining moans as she felt my fingers occasionally dip slightly lower over the curve of her bottom and nudge against her wet lips.
SMACK.
The slap created a much more impressive sound than the amount of pain, but the pressure had been just right, evidently as her back had arched. Her purrs had turned into a surprised cry as she bucked forward to push her hips into my lap. Moaning, she moved forward onto her knees, her chest held down by my hands still holding her wrists. Her ass was raised far into the air, and I grinned as my fingers began to probe her now separating folds.
“Is that so, baby?” I chuckled softly and landed another well-metered slap on her backside, this time on the other cheek.
“Dylan!”
Her sharp cry snapped my eyes back to her face in concern, but my expression relaxed when she pushed her bottom up into my hand as she made another whimpering noise. Her eyes were closed, and she was biting her lower lip, panting slightly as she waited for the next. I groaned softly as I felt my balls churn and the desire to take her rise.
SMACK.
“Oh, fuck!” Her hips were squirming as I aimed the next slap on top of her shaved outer lips. Her pussy was beginning to glisten slightly as her ass began to glow red above them.
Kitty hissed as the sharp contact of my hand connected with her sensitive lips. It was no secret that she was wet for me after the first slap. My hand was streaked with the juices from her slit. She began to sway her hips side to side as best she could, grinding her chest into my lap and trying to encourage me to slide a finger into her folds.
“Oh no, you don’t, you devious woman,” I laughed and let go of her wrist ties to brace a hand on her lower back to keep her still. My hand came down to smack her left cheek again, then her right, then her left, as I gauged the heaviness of my hand from the sharpness of her moans. I paused abruptly to tease a finger quickly over her clit and dip it slightly into her opening and grinned evilly at her whimpers.
My hand soothed the red globes of her ass before placing seven more light slaps on them. I leaned over to nip at her shoulder and spanked her with every word, “It’s. My. Turn. I’m. Making. The. Rules. This. Time.” I stopped and let my voice drop to barely above a whisper. “And you will obey, Kitty.”
All she could do was whimper with each delicious slap on her behind as she let my words sink into her thick skull. Her nipples were swollen, and her ass beat red. For so long, I’ve followed her lead, knowing she knew what was best. Not anymore. I was done being a follower. With all the shit going down in the club, it was time for me to step up. Be the man my mother raised, the husband Kitty needed, the father Hailey deserved.
I was no longer going to allow my woman to be out in harm’s way.