My world flips upside down. Are you kidding me?
But she doesn’t need to ask twice. In a flash, I grip her waist, spin her around, and push her up against the wall. I devour her candy lips. In less than a second, she’s squirming.
Yes, fucking yes.
I crush her mouth. Kiss her mercilessly. She moans, a scorching, seductive sound that goes straight to my balls.
I up the ante, grabbing her soft hair, wrapping the strands tightly in my fist. Then tugging hard.
She gasps, then murmurs, “Yessss.”
I dip my face to her neck and bite hard enough to leave a mark.
She answers by grabbing my ass with both hands. Yanks me against her.
Yes, you do only live once.
I grin wickedly as I lick a path to her ear then nip her earlobe.
“Oh god,” she whimpers, then grinds against me.
“This the surprise you wanted?” I rasp out.
“Yes. God, yes. For a while there, I thought you were going to be…really vanilla.”
I laugh. We were really working at cross purposes. But I’m fucking delighted over our good luck. “And I thought you were.”
“I’m not at all,” she says with that same naughty list grin.
I grin. “Me neither.” Then I erase the smile and stare sternly at her. “And for doubting me, you’ll need to turn around right now, and raise your ass,” I command.
Her eyes gleam. “Yes, sir,” she taunts.
I spin her around, shove her hands up against the smooth wood of the outside wall of her house, then smack her ass. “Did I say to call me sir?” I ask harshly.
“No, but I did it anyway,” she says, the fucking vixen.
I swat her covered cheek harder.
She cries out.
My dick thumps against my jeans. That fucker is so damn happy right now. Ellie Snow is a dirty, kinky girl.
“Call me by my name only. Say it if you’re aching for my dick,” I tell her.
“Gabe,” she groans.
“Good girl,” I tell her.
Grabbing her wrists, I push her hands over her head and grind my hard-on against her ass. “You want me to spank you for lying to me?”
She turns to me, an earnest look in her eyes. “How did I lie to you?”
I brush my stubble against the smooth skin of her face. “You pretended to be good, but you’re very, very bad,” I hiss.
“So bad, Gabe,” she pants. “Maybe you need to spank me again. Punish me.”
“You need to be taught a lesson.”