He slapped her cheeks again. “I’m going to start your training, brat. Do you know what a brat is? I’m not talking about some nasty, snot-nosed kid. I’m talking about a cheeky little sub who gets her ass smacked and then fucked. Now answer my question because you forget I’ve done my homework on you. You haven’t had a boyfriend in months. At least that’s what your friend told me. How long has it been?”
How could he expect her to talk when she was bare ass and over his lap? “A long time. I don’t remember the exact date or anything, but at least two years. I broke up with my boyfriend to concentrate on finishing my grad degree, and then I was starting my lab and I didn’t…damn it, I didn’t want anyone until I saw you.”
“That makes me happy. Not the ‘you haven’t had sex’ part. Like I said I wouldn’t care if you’d had someone last night. I’m happy you want me because I took one look at you and lost my damn mind.” His hand moved over her cheeks and then lower. “I asked because I want to take my time if it’s been a while. I’ll be honest. I pretty much want to take my time no matter what. Tell me your pussy’s wet.”
Her pussy had become the center of her whole world because his fingers were close. He hadn’t pulled her pajama bottoms and underwear all the way down so they trapped her legs. Like he’d tied her up. “I’m very wet.”
She could feel how wet she’d gotten. She wouldn’t be able to sleep in those undies.
She gasped when she felt his finger slide between her thighs and over her labia. He was touching her. She was over his lap and his fingers were playing in her pussy and they were sitting on her balcony where anyone could see them.
It made her hotter than she’d ever been before.
Her initial observation had been correct. She was a little freaky.
She held onto his ankle as he gently pressed a finger deep inside her.
“You are going to feel like heaven around my cock,” Hutch said on a groan. “I need you to tell me I can have you tonight. You can stop me at any point, but I need to hear you say yes.”
He was killing her. That finger of his dipped in and teased, and then she felt him brush against her clit and she had to grit her teeth or Kyle might run out on the balcony with a gun in his hand. “I already said yes.”
“You said yes to hopping on your bed and riding my cock to a mutually nice evening. I’m now asking you to say yes to me doing some filthy things to you, to me taking control and bending you to my will. My will includes a lot of bending, baby. I meant what I said. I’m going to lay you out on this couch and shove my face into your pussy, and if you say yes you’ll spread your legs and let me. You will thank me for how well and thoroughly I’m going to devour you, and then take my cock in whatever position I want you in.”
“Yes.” She didn’t even think about saying no. That word wasn’t a blip on the radar because she wanted every dirty fantasy this man could give her.
She wasn’t this girl. She wasn’t the adventurous chick who had sex in crazy places.
Or maybe she was and she needed to accept it. She didn’t have to be one thing, didn’t have to pick between smart scientist and woman with a good sex life. She could be both.
And that meant she could have him. At least for tonight. She couldn’t expect him to stick around. Their lives were far too different, but she could have him tonight.
His finger pressed in. “You’re going to be fun to spank. You tell me if I do anything that makes you uncomfortable.”
“I’m uncomfortable right now. You should press harder.”
He smacked her cheek with his free hand. “Like I said, you’re going to be a brat, baby. I can already tell. Lucky for you I quite like a brat.”
He pressed on her clit, making her eyes close so she could concentrate on the feeling. He rubbed a circle with what felt like the pad of his thumb while another finger foraged deep.