were good in bed, good at the physical part of it, there was never that intense personal connection.
It sort of scared her.
“Come here,” he repeated softly.
Somehow her feet were walking across the floor. She stopped near him. Not close enough for him to touch her. He gestured with his hand to come closer. And she did.
“I was pissed this morning too,” he said, voice still low and raspy. “D’you want to know what I wanted to do to you?”
She seemed to have inadvertently swallowed a bowling ball. “No.”
“Yes, you do.” He shifted closer and traced a fingertip down her nose. “I wanted to spank your ass. And then kiss you. And then bury my cock inside you and fuck you senseless.”
Her pussy spasmed. Heat flashed through her veins. She stared at him wide-eyed.
Oh yeah, there was another thing that had been different about him in bed. The dirty talk.
It really did it for her, she had to admit.
His fingertips brushed across her mouth. “I think I should do that now.”
She blinked rapidly. “That’s not what I came here for.”
“I’m not so sure.” He spun the chrome stool next to him around so the seat faced away from the counter and sat on it. He circled her wrist and tugged her toward him. She wet her bottom lip, letting him pull her closer. Then suddenly his hands were on her hips and she was face down across his lap. She flailed and caught hold of another stool, but he was steadying her, one hand on her back, the other rubbing her bottom.
“What are you doing?” she cried. Oh for…she knew exactly what he was doing. And her ass tingled in anticipation of it. She closed her eyes.
His warm palm caressed her through her dress. “I love this sweet little ass.” He gave her a sharp tap. She blew out a breath. That was just a tease. “Last night I had my mouth here. And my tongue.” He popped her again, now a bit harder, but through her dress it wasn’t much. She shivered remembering his mouth and his tongue there, between her legs, oh sweet baby geezus, he’d made her come so hard…
He slid his hand up under the skirt of her dress, but it was snug. “Don’t rip this one,” she warned him. “That skirt was two hundred dollars.”
He laughed. His fingers on the back of her thighs made her skin tingle. “I’ll buy you a new one.”
She didn’t give two shits about the skirt. Her warning had just been a feeble attempt to hold on to a smidgen of control.
He spanked her a couple more times and she moaned at the ache in her pussy. Then he lifted her off him and stood her between his widespread thighs. She wobbled on her heels and quivering legs. He held her firmly in place with her wrists behind her back. Her hair had fallen in her face and he let go with one hand to gently stroke it back. His fingers in her hair made her insides heat and tremble.
“You’ve been spanked,” he murmured. “You’re about to be kissed.” Her face was level with his and he urged her closer, one hand at her lower back holding her wrists, the other cupping her face. Their lips met. His opened against hers in a slow, languid kiss. She’d expected harder, fiercer. Surprise made her open for him and her eyes fell closed at the sensual onslaught. His tongue licked over her bottom lip. “There.” He drew back and met her eyes. “You know what’s next, right, beautiful girl?”
Spellbound, she just nodded. Her breasts felt full and heavy, and liquid heat was melting down through her, pooling at her core.
“Bedroom.” He released her hands, letting his palm linger on her ass. She stepped back.
His bedroom was gorgeous too, another wall of floor-to-ceiling windows looking out over the city. Her feet sank into ivory carpet. The big bed with the thickly padded chocolate leather headboard was centered against a taupe wall. A matching leather armchair sat in one corner next to a dark wood dresser.
Chuck followed them into the bedroom, his nails clicking on the wood floor of the hall then going silent on the carpet. She glanced at the dog. Had he been in the bedroom with them last night? God, she hadn’t even noticed. She smiled when Chuck trotted over to a big round cushion in the corner, stepped onto it, circled a few times, pawed at it, circled again, then lay