He kissed his way along the curve of her jaw and down her neck. “You’ve been driving me crazy all afternoon, you know that?”
She cooed as his mouth found the curved of her shoulder. “I have?”
He braced one arm against the wall and lifted his head to gaze down at her, his eyes smoldering with desire. “You know very well you did. Rubbing that gorgeous ass of yours against my cock. I was hard the whole time.”
She gave him a coy look. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I was just playing croquet.”
He chuckled, sending a sexy shiver running down her back. “Sure you were. You’re such a bad girl.”
“Me?”
“Uh-huh. And you know what happens to bad girls, don’t you?”
She didn’t know where this little game they were playing was going, but she liked it anyway. “What?”
He leaned in closer. “They get a spanking.”
She blinked up at him in surprise. Had she heard right? “A sp-spanking?”
He nodded. “A spanking. Right on that sexy little ass.”
Dawson didn’t wait for a reply, but instead took her hands in his and backed toward the bed. Kate’s pulse skipped a beat as she realized what he had in mind. She was both excited and a little nervous at the prospect.
When they stopped beside the bed, she caught her lower lip between her teeth and gazed up at him from beneath her lashes. “I think I should tell you that I’ve never been spanked before.”
He lifted a brow, clearly surprised by that. “Never? With an ass as cute as yours?”
She shook her head. She’d heard of other couples doing it, of course, but it had just never come up with any of the men she went out with. Even if it had, she wasn’t sure she would have done it. She’d always assumed good girls didn’t do kinky stuff like that, at least not with men they were looking to marry. But she wasn’t looking to marry Dawson, which meant she didn’t have to be a good girl. And from what she’d seen so far, being a bad girl was a lot more fun anyway.
Suddenly realizing he might have taken her confession to mean she didn’t want to try it, she let her lips curve into a slow, naughty smile. “But you’re right. I have been a very bad girl. I should definitely be spanked,” she said, then added more softly, “But only if you promise not to spank me too hard.”
His mouth quirked. “Just hard enough to make your pussy wet.”
Kate caught her breath. Something told her she was going to like getting spanked. That didn’t stop her pulse from racing wildly as Dawson sat down on the edge of the bed. Taking her hand, he guided her over his knee so that she was lying half on the bed. The position was surprisingly comfortable and she let out a little sigh as he began to gently rub her upturned bottom through her skirt.
“Do you like that?” he asked softly.
She rested her head on her arms. “Mm-hmm.”
He gave her ass a squeeze. “How about this?”
She moaned in reply, only to let out a startled little gasp when she felt a sharp smack on her right cheek.
“Owww!”
“Too hard?” he asked.
Kate thought a moment. While the smack stung, it didn’t really hurt. In fact, it was actually kind of pleasant. And if the delicious tingle between her thighs was any indication, then her pussy liked it too.
She lifted her head to look at him over her shoulder. “No. You can spank me harder, if you want.”
He chuckled. “You really are a bad girl, aren’t you?”
Her lips curved. “You bring it out in me.”
Blushing at the words, Kate quickly turned and put her head back down. Had she really just said that? She didn’t have time to think about it because Dawson was spanking her again.
He smacked first one cheek, then the other, working back and forth with an easy rhythm that soon had her ass stinging all over and her pussy getting very wet. Kate didn’t know why getting spanked was such a turn-on, but she decided there was something extremely hot about a sexy guy holding her down and smacking her ass. Especially when that guy was Dawson.
Abruptly, Dawson stopped spanking her and went back to massaging her ass again. Her bottom seemed more sensitive now that she’d just been spanked and she gasped as he squeezed her bottom.
Dawson chuckled and ran his hand over the curve of her ass and down the backs of her thighs before sliding underneath her skirt to push it up. Kate felt her face color as he exposed her tiny bikini panties. It was silly to feel shy, especially since he’d already seen her in a lot less clothing, but there was something about being over his knee with her ass on display and ready to be spanked that made the whole thing even seem naughtier.
Kate held her breath, waiting for him to continue with her spanking, but he surprised her by rubbing her panty-covered ass before sliding his hand between her legs and running his finger along the silky material.
“Your panties are getting wet,” he said softly.
She closed her eyes and murmured something unintelligible as his finger glided over her.
“Maybe I should slip my fingers underneath this sexy little scrap of nothing and slide one of them inside your pussy,” he suggested. “Or…”
When he hesitated, she lifted her head to look at him over her shoulder, hoping he was thinking the same thing she was. “Or?”
His mouth quirked. “Or maybe I should spank you some more first.”
Actually, she was thinking he could just slide his hard cock in her pussy instead, but she wouldn’t mind having her bottom warmed a little bit more. She opened her mouth to tell him as much, but he was already lifting his hand to smack her on the ass. The skimpy panties she was wearing didn’t offer nearly as much protection as the skirt and she gasped in surprise as heat spread over her skin. Dawson delivered a second smack to the opposite cheek before falling into the same back and forth pattern he had before. He moved slowly from side to side, spanking one cheek, then the other. Despite how much Kate liked it, she couldn’t help squirming each time his hand connected with her bottom. The spanks really stung!
Which was why she was torn between relief and dismay when he stopped spanking to massage her poor ass cheeks. Her skin was tender to the touch and she let out a sigh as he made small circular motions with his hand. A moment later she felt him slip his fingers into the waistband of her panties and slowly lower them to mid-thigh.
“You have the most perfect ass I’ve ever seen,” he breathed.
Though Kate blushed, she was immensely pleased he liked her ass so much. She knew there was a reason she did all that Pilates.
After a compliment like that she expected Dawson to treat her bottom to a massage, but instead she felt a sharp smack on her right cheek, followed by another on the left. A minute ago she hadn’t thought her panties provided much protection, but now she realized how wrong she’d been. Getting spanked on the bare ass stung a whole heck of a lot more. And as crazy as it seemed, she loved every minute of it. She liked it even more when Dawson changed things up and gave her cheeks a firm squeeze after each smack. Then he did something that completely wowed her. He stopped spanking her to press his lips to her freshly spanked ass.
His mouth felt cool on her red-hot flesh and Kate caught her breath as the stubble on his jaw rubbed against her sensitive skin. She’d never had a man put his mouth there before, but as Dawson kissed and nibbled his way from one cheek to the other, she decided it felt so exquisite she might have to ask him to do it several more times before the weekend was over.
Still kissing her ass, Dawson slipped his hand between her legs and ran his finger along the folds of her pussy. Kate sighed and spread her legs further, giving him complete and total access to her womanly charms. He took advantage of that, finding her clit with his finger and making slow, languorous circles around the plump nub.
Kate moaned and rotated her hips in time with his movements, grinding against his hand as he played with her clit.