Unable to keep still any
longer, she reached down with her hands, clasping on to his shoulders, needing
to anchor herself as he pushed them both higher.
Hanna wrapped her legs around his thighs, holding on for
dear life. His body flowed over hers as they danced together.
She shuddered, so close, so damn close. And this time she
wanted him there with her.
“Come with me, baby,” he rasped. “Come with me, now, come!” He
threw his head back as his cock seemed to grow impossibly larger inside her. He
tapped her clit again. Once. Twice. And she joined him, arching up, her body
ablaze, shuddering, clenching around his cock.
Marcus collapsed, quickly rolling off her.
Hanna’s body tingled—alive, buzzing, sated. Marcus had taken
her to paradise. Nothing else in the world mattered but him and how he made her
feel.
“Wow.” She cuddled into him, not caring that they were both
covered in sticky sweat.
“You can say that again, baby.” He sat up. “Stay here.” He
padded into the bathroom. When he returned, she noticed that the condom was
gone and he held a washcloth in his hand.
Marcus sat on the bed and pulled her legs apart.
“What are you doing?” she squealed, trying to close her
thighs. But he pulled her leg over his hip, easily holding her in place as he
put the warm cloth directly over her mound.
“Shh, lie still,” he told her as she tried to grab the
cloth. “Let me take care of you.”
Blushing, she lay back, letting him clean her up. Finally he
chucked the cloth away then lay down beside her, pulling her into his arms.
They lay quietly for a long moment.
“So I guess we both need a shower,” she said.
“Uh-huh,” he agreed sleepily.
Hanna daringly ran her hand over his chest, waiting for his
protest. He didn’t say a word. She laid a kiss to the side of one nipple.
“Want to join me?” She prayed he wouldn’t say no because she
really couldn’t get the idea of shower sex out of her mind.
Opening one eye, he tilted his head to stare down at her.
“Oh hell, I’ve created myself a monster, haven’t I?”
She grinned.
He patted her bottom, smiling as she yelped and glared. Her
butt was far too sore for any more of his not so gentle swats.
“Give me a few hours, baby, you’ve worn me out.”
“I did?”
“Yes, brat. Now lie quietly and have a nap. Then if you’re a
good girl I’ll reward you.”
“While we’re in the shower,” she qualified.
“Yes, in the shower. Damn, I’ve got to learn when to keep my
big mouth shut,” he muttered. But she heard the smile in his voice.
Happy and relaxed like she’d ever been before, she settled down
against his chest for a nap.
Chapter Six
Marcus put down his phone and glanced over at Hanna, who was
down on her knees, scrubbing at a small stain on the carpet. It had probably
been there since she was born.
“Hanna.” He winced at the harshness in his voice. He should
try for gentle, but that wasn’t what she needed right now. He’d seen the way
she reacted when people tiptoed around her. No, coddling her was not the way to
do this. “Stop cleaning and come here.”
She continued to scrub, her pert little butt moving from
side to side with the force of her movements. His cock twitched, urging him to
go to her, push those pants down her legs and plunge deep into her tight, wet
pussy.
He knew she was wet. He could scent her arousal. Sweet, rich
and addictive.
“For each minute you procrastinate, Hanna, I’ll be giving
you ten swats.”
She paused, her body tense, clearly upset.
“You must have really liked your spanking earlier, huh,
Tink? Maybe I need to be a bit more inventive in my punishments. Tell me, have
you ever imagined having your ass plugged?”
The stunned look on her face spoke volumes. “I’ll take that
as a no.” Amused, he leaned back in his seat, momentarily forgetting the phone
conversation he’d just had. “You’ve probably never heard of figging then.”
She turned to look at him, her
longer, she reached down with her hands, clasping on to his shoulders, needing
to anchor herself as he pushed them both higher.
Hanna wrapped her legs around his thighs, holding on for
dear life. His body flowed over hers as they danced together.
She shuddered, so close, so damn close. And this time she
wanted him there with her.
“Come with me, baby,” he rasped. “Come with me, now, come!” He
threw his head back as his cock seemed to grow impossibly larger inside her. He
tapped her clit again. Once. Twice. And she joined him, arching up, her body
ablaze, shuddering, clenching around his cock.
Marcus collapsed, quickly rolling off her.
Hanna’s body tingled—alive, buzzing, sated. Marcus had taken
her to paradise. Nothing else in the world mattered but him and how he made her
feel.
“Wow.” She cuddled into him, not caring that they were both
covered in sticky sweat.
“You can say that again, baby.” He sat up. “Stay here.” He
padded into the bathroom. When he returned, she noticed that the condom was
gone and he held a washcloth in his hand.
Marcus sat on the bed and pulled her legs apart.
“What are you doing?” she squealed, trying to close her
thighs. But he pulled her leg over his hip, easily holding her in place as he
put the warm cloth directly over her mound.
“Shh, lie still,” he told her as she tried to grab the
cloth. “Let me take care of you.”
Blushing, she lay back, letting him clean her up. Finally he
chucked the cloth away then lay down beside her, pulling her into his arms.
They lay quietly for a long moment.
“So I guess we both need a shower,” she said.
“Uh-huh,” he agreed sleepily.
Hanna daringly ran her hand over his chest, waiting for his
protest. He didn’t say a word. She laid a kiss to the side of one nipple.
“Want to join me?” She prayed he wouldn’t say no because she
really couldn’t get the idea of shower sex out of her mind.
Opening one eye, he tilted his head to stare down at her.
“Oh hell, I’ve created myself a monster, haven’t I?”
She grinned.
He patted her bottom, smiling as she yelped and glared. Her
butt was far too sore for any more of his not so gentle swats.
“Give me a few hours, baby, you’ve worn me out.”
“I did?”
“Yes, brat. Now lie quietly and have a nap. Then if you’re a
good girl I’ll reward you.”
“While we’re in the shower,” she qualified.
“Yes, in the shower. Damn, I’ve got to learn when to keep my
big mouth shut,” he muttered. But she heard the smile in his voice.
Happy and relaxed like she’d ever been before, she settled down
against his chest for a nap.
Chapter Six
Marcus put down his phone and glanced over at Hanna, who was
down on her knees, scrubbing at a small stain on the carpet. It had probably
been there since she was born.
“Hanna.” He winced at the harshness in his voice. He should
try for gentle, but that wasn’t what she needed right now. He’d seen the way
she reacted when people tiptoed around her. No, coddling her was not the way to
do this. “Stop cleaning and come here.”
She continued to scrub, her pert little butt moving from
side to side with the force of her movements. His cock twitched, urging him to
go to her, push those pants down her legs and plunge deep into her tight, wet
pussy.
He knew she was wet. He could scent her arousal. Sweet, rich
and addictive.
“For each minute you procrastinate, Hanna, I’ll be giving
you ten swats.”
She paused, her body tense, clearly upset.
“You must have really liked your spanking earlier, huh,
Tink? Maybe I need to be a bit more inventive in my punishments. Tell me, have
you ever imagined having your ass plugged?”
The stunned look on her face spoke volumes. “I’ll take that
as a no.” Amused, he leaned back in his seat, momentarily forgetting the phone
conversation he’d just had. “You’ve probably never heard of figging then.”
She turned to look at him, her
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