Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46152 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46152 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
“Punishment? For what?”
I chuckle and run my hand across the stubble of my chin. “Where should I start? Oh yeah, how about when you said you were too heavy. Let’s start there.”
She crosses her arms over her ample chest, hiding her berry-colored nipples from me. “I am too heavy to be carried around.”
I take a step toward her and grab her hands, pulling them away from her body. I devour her with a look. While holding on to her hands, I ask her, “You removing your pants, or am I? Either way, they’re coming off.”
She juts her chin at me. “I’m not taking them off.”
I just laugh. I walk around to the front of the couch and sit down. “Come here.”
She follows me, and when she gets within reach, I grab her hips, pulling her until she’s standing between my legs. With a hand on each side of her waistband, I peel her pants and panties down her legs. Her hands go to my shoulders to steady herself. “Lift your leg, baby.”
She lifts her leg, and I pull the material down her thigh. I tap on her other leg and do the same. Only when she’s standing in front of me completely naked do I lean back on the couch and look at her. My hands are itching to touch her, but there’s something I need to do first. Pointing to my lap, I tell her, “Lie down.”
Her forehead creases, and she tries to cover her body with her arms. She goes so far as crossing her legs as if that’s going to keep anything from me. “What do you mean lie down?”
I hold my hand out to her. She looks at it and back to me before putting her hand gently in mine. As soon as our fingers touch, I wrap a hand around her and pull her until she falls into my lap and guide her so she’s lying with her stomach on my legs and her ass in the air. She squeals and looks at me over her shoulder. “Beau, what are you doing?”
I should explain, but I know she’ll figure it out. She’s a smart woman. I run one hand down her back in a soft caress. Her body trembles, and when I get to her lower back, she lifts her ass up. I grab a handful of it, kneading it with my fingers as her moans fill the room. I move to the other cheek, caressing her until her body starts to go limp on my lap.
I start with a soft pat on her bottom and then the next one a little harder. She turns her head to look at me. The blue of her eyes is no longer the color of a summer sky. Instead, they are a dark blue, reminding me of nighttime. There’s no denying the desire that is shining out of their depths. With her eyes on mine, I slap her ass again, and this time she whimpers, biting on to her lower lip.
I soothe my hand across her skin. “Do you like that, Nat?”
She doesn’t answer me, but her eyes dilate, telling me what I already know. After another swat to her ass, I slide my hand between her thighs and cup her sex. Her body jerks as I rub my fingertips along her swollen nub. She’s soaked, and she gets even wetter as I circle her clit with my fingers. “You don’t have to answer me. I know you like it. Your pussy is weeping for my touch, Nat. This was meant to be a punishment. I don’t want you to ever think for a second you’re too heavy for me. I don’t want you to think you’re anything less than perfect for me.”
With each word I say, I increase the pressure of my touch. With one hand, I’m caressing her back, her hips, her cheeks. With the other, I slide through her swollen slit and press a finger to her hole. She clenches on to me, and I pummel in and out of her. “Fuck, Nat. How can you think you’re anything less than exactly what I need?”
“Please, Beau. I need you. Please don’t make me wait.”
With a final slap to her ass and another soothing caress, I help her sit up. She straddles my lap, looping her arms around my neck. I brush her hair off her face and look at her, wondering how I got so lucky. Nat is everything to me, and I’m a fool that I almost let her walk away.
I grab on to her chin, forcing her eyes on me. “You won’t leave me without a fight, Natalie. When all is said and done, you’re mine, and I can’t let you go.”
She reaches for my shirt and pulls it up my chest. “You have too many clothes on, Beau.”