Dangerous Stranger - Piper Stone Page 0,39

our act.

One we both had loved.

“You know, you didn’t obey me out there,” I said in a husky voice.

“What do you mean?” She delicately crawled the tips of her fingers down my chest.

“You didn’t keep your position.” I nuzzled against her neck, dragging my tongue up to her ear. “You were a bad girl once again.”

“Mmm... What does that mean you’re going to do about it?”

She had no way of knowing how her tease further fueled the fire.

“Well,” I huffed then bit down on her earlobe. “I’m going to spank you.”

“Here?”

“No better place. Do you have any idea how water heightens the pain?”

She dug her fingers into me, swallowing in an exaggerated fashion. “No.”

I rolled my knuckle down her cheek, whispering to her softly, “You’re going to find out what happens to bad girls who don’t obey their masters.” She didn’t resist as I pulled her forward and against the tile, even spreading her feet without being instructed.

For all the times I’d engaged in acts of BDSM, the clubs I’d enjoyed at least by observing several salacious acts, my actions were entirely out of character. Softer. Gentler.

What the hell was this girl turning me into?

I chuckled to myself as I noticed the bath brush. “You are that mischievous girl.”

Savannah tilted her head, her lips pursing as she pouted. “I’m a very good girl. At least I thought that’s what you told me last night.”

She was all fire and brimstone, her rebellious nature both scintillating and maddening. I yanked the brush from its holder before rubbing her bottom with my palm, moving from side to side. Her beautiful globes fit perfectly in my hand. I could still see the slightest hint of redness from the night before. I wanted her disciplined. I wanted her obedient. I wanted her as...

Mine.

All mine.

My grip on the handle was firm as I brought it closer, rolling the brush down the edge of her spine to the cleft between her ass cheeks.

She shuddered, placing the flats of her hands above her head, straining to watch what I was doing.

I continued my near examination, sliding the bristles all the way down one leg then up along the inside of the other, moving beseechingly slowly. The water trickled over both our heated bodies, creating rising steam. I’d never been so hot in my life, the explosion of fire having nothing to do with the temperature of the water.

She was an unexpected nexus even though she was also my kryptonite, the relationship far too explosive.

The moment I eased the brush between her legs, she sucked in her breath, rolling onto her tiptoes. I tapped first one then the other inner thigh, requiring her to open her legs even further. I was shocked at the level of excitement coursing through me, the beast already breaking through the surface. I rubbed the brush in a rocking motion against her pussy lips.

“Does that feel good?”

“Uh-huh.”

A quick snap of my wrist brought the wooden back against her bottom, the sharp slapping sound making her jump. “Uh-huh?” I asked as I fisted her hair with the other hand, tugging until her face was away from the tile.

“I mean yes, sir.” Her breathing was scattered, her eyes shimmering.

“Better.” I rubbed the brush between her legs several additional times before raking the bristles from one side of her bottom to the other. When she flinched, I tugged on her hair again. “What did I tell you about pleasure and pain? When you are very good, pleasure will envelop you in raw ecstasy. When you are disobedient, the discomfort will be magnified.”

I took a step back, wasting no time before smacking first one side of her backside then the other, marveling in the immediate blush blossoming like a flower opening up to the sun. I smacked her several times then adjusted the showerhead until the water cascaded down her back, splashing over her rounded bottom.

“Oh...” She clawed the tile, her eyes shut tightly.

I adored the look on her face, the way her mouth twisted then opened as her entire body quivered. Releasing my hold on her hair, I rubbed my fingers down her spine, caressing her bruised cheeks. The heat had already built, sliding into my fingers as the electricity soared once again. I inched closer, rubbing my throbbing cock back and forth in a promise of what was to come.

She sagged against the wall, pressing her face as she blinked several times. “That hurts.”

“As all good punishments are supposed to do.” The snap of my wrist