Page 89 of He Sees You When You’re Sleeping
Chloe’s eyes darken, and she licks her lips unconsciously. “I think you just want to spank me again.”
“Guilty.”
Chloe’s breath catches, and I can see the desire flaring in her eyes. She glances around the café quickly before meeting my gaze again. “I think we should go to your place.”
I stand up, offering her my hand. “Let’s go.”
Chloe’s hand is warm in mine, and I can feel her pulse racing. We walk quickly, barely speaking, the tension building with each step.
When we reach my apartment, I fumble with the keys, distracted by Chloe’s closeness. As soon as we’re inside, I push her against the closed door, my body pressing into hers.
“Do you want it hard or soft?” I ask, my lips brushing her ear.
“Hard,” she breathes. “So fucking hard.”
I trail kisses down her neck, reveling in the soft sounds she makes. My hands slide under her sweater, caressing the smooth skin of her waist.
“Tell me what you want,” I say, my voice low and commanding.
Chloe’s eyes meet mine, dark with desire. “I want you to make me your bad girl.”
“Strip,” I order.
Chloe’s eyes widen slightly at my commanding tone, but a smirk plays on her lips as she slowly begins to remove her clothes. She maintains eye contact as she pulls her sweater over her head, revealing a lacy black bra underneath. Her fingers trail down to the waistband of her jeans, unbuttoning them teasingly slow.
I watch her intently, drinking in every inch of exposed skin. My hands itch to touch her, but I force myself to stay still, savoring the show she’s putting on for me.
As she shimmies out of her jeans, I notice she’s wearing matching black lace panties. The sight of her standing there in only her lingerie makes my breath catch.
“Good girl,” I praise, stepping closer to her. “Now turn around and put your hands on the door.”
Chloe complies, her breathing quickening as she faces the door. I run my hands down her sides, feeling her shiver under my touch.
Irun my hands over the curves of her ass. “Now, I think you’ve been very naughty, teasing me in the cafe. What do naughty girls get?”
“Spanked,” Chloe whispers, arching her back slightly.
“That’s right,” I say, bringing my hand down firmly on her right cheek. Chloe gasps, her body jerking slightly at the impact. I alternate between her cheeks, each slap growing progressively harder. The pale skin of her ass turns a delicious shade of pink.
Chloe moans, a mix of pain and pleasure. “More,” she begs.
I oblige, continuing my assault on her ass. The sound of skin on skin echoes through the room, punctuated by Chloe’s gasps and whimpers. I can see the wetness gathering between her thighs, her arousal evident.
After a particularly hard slap, I pause, running my hand soothingly over her heated skin. “What if I tell you I want this ass of yours? Has anyone ever taken you here before?” I run my fingertip down the seam of her ass.
Chloe’s breath catches at my words. She turns her head slightly, looking back at me with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. “No,” she admits softly. “I’ve never... but I want to. With you.”
A primal surge of possessiveness rushes through me at her words. I’ll be her first, claiming a part of her no one else has touched.
“Are you sure?” I ask, my voice low and husky. “Once we start, I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop.”
Chloe nods, her eyes dark with desire. “I won’t ask you to stop. I want this. I want you.” She wiggles her ass invitingly, and I have to take a deep breath to maintain control.
A growl escapes me as I turn her around and capture her lips in a fierce kiss. She responds eagerly, her fingers tangling in my hair. I lift her, and she wraps her legs around my waist as I carry her to the bedroom.
I lay her on the bed, drinking in the sight of her. Her hair is tousled, her lips swollen from our kisses. She looks up at me with a mixture of trust and hunger that makes my heart race.
I reach for the drawer where I keep my lube and condoms, never taking my eyes off Chloe’s beautiful form. Her skin is flushed, her breathing rapid with want.