Watching her was never going to be enough.
I’ve memorized every detail of her life, entered her home undetected and set up cameras to observe her every move, and even let my hands roam over her nearly bare body as she slept.
But I need more. Much, much more.
I need to taste her. To kiss her. To feel her hot breath on my neck while she writhes beneath me.
So tonight I’m not just going to spank her ass red and make her come so hard she screams.
I’m going to make her mine.
Watching Her is the first book in the Every Breath She Takes series but can be read as a standalone. It includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
“You’re very wet.”
“Yes.”
I cracked my hand against her bottom just once. “Yes?”
“Yes, sir.” Said with defiance.
“Good girl.” I slipped two fingers inside, taking a deep breath as soon as I did. She was soaked, juice trickling down the insides of both legs. “Very wet.”
As she wiggled her body, I had no doubt she was doing so to keep me aroused. Instead of falling into temptation, I resumed the spanking, bringing my palm down in rapid succession.
Every sound was incredible, fueling more of the fire already burning. I was at the point of no return. She’d learned her lesson. If not, there would be another.
And another.
Three more brutal smacks against her bottom and I slipped my hand between her legs once again, taking the time and enjoying how her pussy muscles clamped around my fingers. I ensured she was primed and ready before slipping her back onto her knees between my legs.
My balls were so damn tight I was in pain. I crooked my finger, lifting her head to ensure she looked me directly in the eyes.
Her lips were swollen even though we’d hadn’t spent much time kissing.
There was a delicate shimmer in her eyes, not as if she’d been crying, but as if in a sweet fog from the endorphins. Damn, she appeared even more beautiful, luscious in every way.
I rubbed my thumb across her bottom lip before pushing it inside. She had a way of sucking that caused me to drift closer to a sense of nirvana. Just watching the way her jaws tightened was spectacular.
As I wrapped my hand around my drink once again and removed my thumb, I was curious as to what she’d do. The salacious look returned. I almost waited to see if she’d ask permission, but the look on her face was so imploring I couldn’t wait any longer.
“Suck me, my sweet Penelope. Take my dick into your hot, wet mouth.”
Her chest rose and fell as she unfastened my belt. What surprised me was how she took the time to stroke the leather strap. Was she coveting the feel or hungering for the way it marked her lovely skin?
“Take it off,” I managed before taking a sip.
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