“I love you so much,” he says. “I think I fell in love with you the first second I saw you. You were so damn beautiful. I couldn’t take my eyes off you. I know I don’t deserve you, but I love you, and I promise I’ll do everything I can to make you happy.”
“You already make me happy,” I tell him and then rock my hips up, my eyes widening when I feel how hard he is. “But there is something you could give me that would make me even happier.”
He smiles and gives my bottom lip a soft bite. “First things first,lisichka. I believe I promised you a spanking.”
“You’re seriously going to make me wait longer?”
He laughs, looking sexier than ever. “Yes, and I’m going to enjoy every damn second of it.”
Before I can argue or plead or do anything, he’s running back downstairs and returning with a string of lights and one of the candy canes he bought earlier.
“What in the hell?”
He laughs and plugs the cord in by the bed before turning out the overhead light. The multicolored lights illuminate his muscled chest and abs, making him look downright delicious.
“Hands and knees, baby.”
The smug grin he’s wearing looks sexy as hell on him, and when I turn to do as he says, I hear a “Good girl,” from behind me that has me moving even faster to get into position. He walks around the bed, coming to stand in front of me, and when he leans closer to wrap the lights around my wrists, locking them together, I can’t resist running my tongue along the peaks and grooves of his abs.
“Fuck,” he groans, freezing in place, letting me explore his body. I let my teeth graze his skin, and when I dip my tongue beneath his waistband, he pulls back with another groan and wraps the strand of lights around my chest and waist, weaving them around me so I’m lit up like a damn tree.
“God, you look amazing.”
The longing in his voice has my heart speeding up even more. I don’t feel embarrassed in front of him. He doesn’t care about my scars or think that my body isn’t good enough. He looks at me like he’ll never be able to get enough of me, and it makes me feel sexy as hell. His fingers dance over my back before lifting my skirt up and exposing my white-and-green-striped ass. He palms one cheek, giving it a firm squeeze.
“I’ve been dying to get my hands on your round ass, baby.”
In one quick motion, he’s yanking my tights down and taking my panties with them. I let out a shocked gasp at having my ass exposed, but the deep, appreciative groan he gives has me turning my head so I can see him, wanting to see the effect I have on him. His green eyes are dark with a pure, raw lust that has me sucking in a breath as my pussy clenches at air, wanting so badly to be filled by him.
“You are so beautiful, sweetheart.”
He dances his fingers over my cheeks, featherlight touches that have goosebumps rising all over my skin and my breaths coming even faster. His hand lightly pats my ass before he walks back around to my face, unwrapping the candy cane as he comes closer with a wicked grin on his face. He gives the end a suck before placing it between my lips lengthwise like I’m biting down on a stick.
“So you don’t scream,” he says with a wink.
The peppermint taste fills my mouth as I bite gently on the stick.
“Let’s see how long you can go without breaking it.”
He leans down and kisses me slowly with the candy cane between us. His tongue swipes along the stick, hitting my tongue and lips and making me so eager and ready for him that I can barely stand it. When he pulls back, he slides his hand down and gives my nipple a hard enough pinch to have me sucking in a quick breath of peppermint-cold air.
“Patience, beautiful. You’ll get my cock soon enough.”
He walks back around to my waiting ass, and when he drags his fingers along my slit, he groans and says, “Goddamn, baby, you’re soaking wet.”
I arch my hips up to him when he slides two fingers into me, digging my hands into the bedding, feeling the string of lights stretch tight against the skin of my wrists. He fingers me in an excruciatingly slow pace, making my eyes roll back in my damn head. I’m so lost to the pleasure that it takes me by complete surprise when he brings his other hand down hard on my ass, filling the room with the sharp smacking sound. I yelp around the candy cane, turning my head to shoot him a look.
He laughs and runs his fingers over my stinging skin. “Spankings hurt,lisichka, but I know you can take it.”
His fingers speed up, making the pleasure mix with pain, and when I let out a soft moan and start to rock my hips, he laughs again and gives me another hard spank. By the time he gets to number five, I’ve bitten through the candy cane and my upper body is slumped onto the bed, and it’s only his possessive grip on my pussy that’s keeping me upright.
“One more, baby,” he says in a voice that’s so strained with lust I barely recognize it as his. The last spanking is the hardest one yet, and as I’m still reeling from the sting of it, he starts to rub my clit, running his slippery fingers over me and easily pushing me over the edge. I scream his name into the bedding, feeling my whole body come undone in a way that I hadn’t thought possible.
His fingers slide over me, careful to avoid my overly sensitive bundle of nerves as he kisses my sore ass cheeks before working his way up my spine. “That’s my good girl,” he murmurs against my skin in between kisses. He gives the nape of my neck a soft bite and pulls the lights off me, tossing them to the side so they’re still lighting us up, but I’m no longer tangled in them. I roll over, still half-drunk on the orgasm I just had. My hands run over his back, and when I feel the waistband of his jeans, I give a whimper of protest.
“Naked,” I moan, making him laugh.
He pulls back long enough to shed his jeans and boxer briefs, and when he’s naked before me, every inch of him hard and powerful, I let out an appreciative moan and spread my legs wider in invitation.