Charmed: A Masters and Mercenar - Lexi Blake Page 0,72
down, exposing her round, perfect ass. He let his hand run over the globes, loving how soft her skin was, anticipating how pretty it would be when it had a nice sheen of pink. “I’m going to give you fifty. Will that be enough?”
“If it’s not I’ll beg you for more.”
He would love to hear her beg, but he wouldn’t deny her. “Your safe word is a simple no, but I won’t make you say it. I’ll give you what you need.”
He placed his left hand on the small of her back and brought his right hand up and down in a short arc that sent a loud smack through the room, followed by the sweet sound of her moan as she held on to him.
“That’s exactly what I need. Please, JT.”
This was what they both needed. To be together. To connect in a unique way that spoke to them both. He let instinct lead him, counting in his head as he lovingly smacked her ass over and over. He was careful, peppering the smacks across her skin, trying not to miss a single inch.
He slowed as he approached fifty. His whole body was ready for sex, but he didn’t want this to end. The minute they were done, she would go back to being wary. He needed to make this last so they had time together, time to change her mind.
He stroked the flesh he’d slapped, feeling the heat trapped in her skin as she sighed and rubbed her cheek against his leg.
He let his hand ease between her legs and found the warmth of arousal he’d hoped to find there. Her pussy was slick and ready. He stroked her there, drawing out even more arousal. The spanking had done its job. It had relaxed her and gotten her ready for sex, but he wasn’t ready to stop playing yet. Her legs were still trapped in the pajama bottoms, but he could find what he needed.
He caressed his way over her pussy, parting the labia and massaging the silky skin there. He slipped a single finger inside, fucking her gently.
“Oh god,” Nina said, her breath picking up again.
“I missed you last night. I missed you like crazy.” He hadn’t known he could miss someone when they were physically with him, but he’d felt every moment of the distance between them like they were miles.
“I missed you, too. I’ve gotten used to sleeping with you,” she admitted.
He’d gotten used to waking up with his arms wound around her, her hair tickling his chest. She seemed to like to sleep with her head on his chest. He would wake up and just lie there until she stirred.
He continued to stroke inside her with his middle finger while he let the pad of his thumb find her clitoris. Like the rest of her pussy, it was ripe and ready, her spanking having prepped her for pleasure. Every soft moan that came from her let him know he was hitting all the right spots.
His cock pulsed, but he ignored it, concentrating everything he had on her. It would be his moment soon enough.
Her whole body stiffened and released as a fresh rush of arousal coated his fingers. She went limp over his lap.
He hated the thought of waking up without her, of spending a single day without her voice in his ear, her body in his arms.
She eased off his lap and managed to get to shaky feet. He worried for a moment that she would step away from him, but she merely kicked off the PJ pants and dragged the tank over her head, revealing the body he was crazy about. He took in her graceful curves and the way her nipples puckered.
“Tell me what you want from me,” she said, her voice thick with some unnamed emotion.
Everything. He wanted her heart and soul, but she wasn’t ready to give them to him, might never be ready for that. “You. Only you.”
She shook her head. “Play with me, JT. It’s all I can do now.”
He heard the weariness in her voice and felt it in his soul. If that was all she could give him, then he would take it. “What do I want? I want you on your knees. I want my cock in your mouth. I want you to suck me until I tell you to stop and then I want you to ride me until I can’t fuck you anymore.”
He would worry about the rest tomorrow. Tonight he would