I still had the number in my pocket, and I would worry about that later. Right now I wanted her. I needed her. I came home with a desire for her, and I knew that it needed to be quenched before I could do anything else.
She was probably going to be the death of me, and I didn't care. The woman was my forbidden fruit. I would eat it no matter the consequences, and I didn't need any tempting.
"I don't want to lose you, Kat." I kissed her so deeply that she gasped in surprise. It wasn't the gentle kind of kiss. It took both our breath away as I grabbed her and pulled her into me. I was furious and horny, and the combination was deadly. "I am so f*ck
ing addicted to you."
I was going to f*ck
her until she lost her voice from screaming. I was going to ravage her until we were both sweaty and panting. There was no denying what was going to happen next. There was no turning back.
I pulled her shirt off between kisses and then worked on her bra next. She was topless so quickly, but it didn't change the fact that I wasn't satisfied until I felt her skin on my skin.
I needed to f*ck
her. Possess her. Do whatever I could to ensure she was mine. She was everything to me, and as much as I hated to admit it, it was becoming a real fact of life.
I'd go to the ends of the earth to make sure she was safe, but I would punish her for anything she did to put herself in harm’s way.
Kathryn
Janson overwhelmed all of my senses, his hands working quickly to get us both out of our clothing. I was naked next to him in a matter of seconds.
f*ck
.
He was so damn muscular that I swore he could break me in half if he wanted to. So strong, I didn’t need to think about anything. We were in the middle of a fight one minute, then the next, we were kissing and holding onto one another like our lives depended on it. It was like he was the only one who could give me the air I needed to breathe.
Fighting then kissing. I enjoyed every bit of this up and down rollercoaster.
“You really should be punished. You’ve been so bad, Kat. Running away. Talking behind my back. Making decisions. Putting yourself in harm’s way. I don’t know if I can stand it.” Janson's eyes flashed. He really was angry. Angry and lustful and all emotions rolled up into one.
“What are you going to do?” I asked, feeling sassy. “Spank me?”
“I think that’s an excellent idea,” he said. And then he grabbed me and pulled me down onto his knee as he sat on the barstool. “Maybe it will teach you a lesson.”
What I thought was playful suddenly turned into fear. He really was going to spank me. Right on my bare ass.
“What are you doing?” I asked, a little frantic.
“Giving you what you asked for. You suggested the punishment. You deserve to have it. You’ve been a very bad girl.”
I swallowed. I really had.
He raised his hand up, and it came down in a whoosh until it connected with my skin. f*ck
. It stung. The pain was overwhelming except for a small part of me. A little part of me that felt a tingle. The kind that started in the pit of my belly and grew.
f*ck
. It was making me wet!
Another whoosh through the air and a connection with my ass. f*ck
. That one built on the first, the pleasure spreading throughout my body.
“You can’t just make decisions like that, Kat. You need to make sure you are always safe.” Another.
Then another.
After the last one, he rubbed my ass and then dipped his hand lower. f*ck
, he grazed my soaking wet p*ssy
.
I let out a little moan.
“Ah, see, now that wasn’t so bad, was it?” he asked as he rubbed my p*ssy
lips. I wanted more. I wanted him inside of me.
But he was tormenting me.
“Janson,” I said, but he shushed me. I started to say his name again, but he smacked my ass right where it was sore.
“You aren’t doing a very good job of listening, Kat,” he teased, his hand rubbing my ass again. This time, he dipped down and found my wet little slit and slid a finger inside of me.
f*ck
, it was sweet relief, but the kind that was only momentary. I knew that he was going to make me want more with just a few strokes of his finger.
He was so damn strong that when he turned me over and pulled me up so that I was sitting on his lap, I wasn’t even surprised. Even though his finger was still inside of me, filling me up.
“You are so wet, baby. Did you like the little spanking you got?” he asked. He looked positively delighted.
So I just nodded and bit my lip. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss.
This time, he forced my mouth open and assaulted me with his tongue, the taste of him letting me know he was aroused. I could taste it on him, smell it in his breath. f*ck
. He was making me even wetter and I knew that my juices were all over his leg.
It was almost embarrassing. Except I wanted him so badly that I didn’t care. Not even a little bit. I rocked back and forth on his hand and looked into his eyes. “Please,” they said. I didn’t even need to say it aloud.
“Here or in the bedroom?” he asked.