“Please,” I
groaned. “Sean, please.” I pressed my hips up into him, grinding
against him.
In a move faster
than I could comprehend, his mouth left me.
There was a loud crack as his
hand came down on my soft flesh. A burning, stinging sensation bloomed on
my breast. I gasped in shock at the pain.
“I told you to
stay still.”
I stared up at him,
wide-eyed. His expression was hard, forbidding. I trembled beneath him, torn between fear and
intense arousal at his treatment of my body.
“I… I’m sorry,” I forced out through heaving
breaths.
His expression
twisted upward into a satisfied smile, one with a slight edge of cruelty to it. He reached out for me, and I braced myself
for further retribution. But he cupped
my face in his large, calloused hand, tracing his thumb lightly across my lips. My tongue darted out, licking at him
tentatively. He applied pressure, easing
his thumb into my mouth. I swirled my
tongue around it, sucking gently.
His green eyes filled with unmistakable lust. And a hint of wonder. “Fuck, Claudia,” he breathed. His cock twitched against me as he hardened
impossibly further. He pulled his thumb
from my mouth and leaned into me. My
lips parted for him, ready to accept his kiss.
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