Those stormy eyes glance up to meet mine and he licks his pink lips.
“No panties?”
He can see right up my skirt and the realization floods my veins with lava, my cheeks flaming but I don’t pull away, not even when he dips his head down and presses a string of burning kisses along the stocking seam on my inner thighs.
“I was too desperate,” I gasp and each kiss trickles desire up to my core. My muscles clench eagerly and already I crave the burning stretch of his cock filling me to the brim.
“I wonder…” Killian purrs and in a blink, he’s hovering over me. My elbows give out and I fall back onto the bed, breathless as he steals all the air from my lungs in one look. Both his hands come up to the top of the dress, fingertips brushing over the tops of my breasts and my skin flashes hot, too sensitive to his touch.
Then he tears at the front of my dress, ripping through the cotton bodice and exposing my breasts for his hungry gaze.
“No bra either huh?” he tuts softly, “what kind of nurse are you exactly?”
I’m pinned beneath his gaze as he takes one nipple between his thumb and forefinger. My core aches with each roll and I moan softly.
Think Cara, think. Use words!
He turns me to mush.
“Guess they worked on getting your stamina back huh?” I gasp and Killian chuckles, both his hands grasping at my breasts and I arch up into the touch with a gasp.
“Would have recovered a lot faster with a nurse like you,” he comments darkly as he catches my nipples between his fingers again, squeezing until pain spikes down to my core, stoking the fire burning there.
“I wouldn’t have been a good nurse,” I gasp, arching away from his touch on instinct. My hands dart to his wrists, gripping tightly to keep him with me as lust burns in my eyes. “I wouldn’t have been able to keep my hands off you. Broken so many rules?”
“Ohhh, a naughty nurse?” Killian leans down and brushes his lips against my own, a ghost of a kiss that I chase by arching into his tongue but he pulls back, denying me.
Instead, he pulls my nipples firmly, jerking them away from my body and I cry out, a soft yell as they slip from his fingers. His wrists slip through my fingers and I grasp at my own breasts to try and ease the lingering throb.
“So naughty,” I gasp out in agreement, and my pussy throbs. I’ll say anything to get him to touch me again.
“Naughty nurses deserve punishing.”
“Yes,” I moan with little thought. “Wait.. what?”
His words register too slowly and through the fog of desire in my mind, I catch up a second too late. Killian doesn’t pause though. One moment I’m on my back, him on top of me, the next his hand is around my throat flipping me over and pulling me over his lap.
My breasts push up to my chin and my fingers scramble on the soft sheets, attempting to push myself up until Killian jerks the dress over my ass and brings his palm down so suddenly and so sharply that nothing holds back the yell in my throat.
“Killian!” I yelp but before I can get another word out, his hand comes down again on my opposite cheek, delivering the same strong slap as before.
I cry out again, pain and confusion exploding like a firework blooming from my ass as I scramble at the sheets. Am I trying to get away or just hold on?
I can’t tell.
“You admitted you’d be a bad nurse,” Killian’s voice drifts from above and behind. “Gotta work that out of you.”
He spanks me again, once on each cheek in quick succession, and my cheeks flame as hot as my ass as I squeal.
Another blow rains down on each cheek, his palm flat and his blows so strong my skin goes numb after each blow. Then he pauses, running his calloused hands over my inflamed ass and I wiggle desperately.
Bad idea.
Three more spanks rain down hot and sharp, on each cheek and I’m screaming. My heart thunders in my ears, my skin is onfireand I can barely breathe with how humiliation burns through my soul.
I want this to stop!
And yet as I squirm, I can feel Killian’s hard cock digging into the soft flesh of my stomach. And I’m wet. My pussy issoakedso thoroughly that my thighs are slick.