Journey to Fortune (Power Surge: The Billionaire Club 4)

She gasped, and found herself thrusting upward against his cock. It was so close to her pussy lips, and she felt incredibly needy.

“Hudson, you can’t order me to stay.”

“I just did. Now here is your choice. You can be a good girl and do as I say, or, you can receive a nice spanking to teach you to obey the rules.”

His words were spoken with tenacity and power. So why was she closing her eyes, and practically feeling her ass tighten?

“Tia Rose?” he wanted an answer, and when she remained silent, he made his move.

For a big guy, he was swift. He had her up, turned over on to her belly in a flash. He lifted her up and was partially over her.

When his hands caressed her ass, she suddenly wanted whatever Hudson would give her. She felt so sexy. She was completely in tune with her body. Her breasts felt full, aroused and needy. She stuck her ass back at him, dipped her hips, and closed her eyes in anticipation of his next move. She didn’t care what he did, just as long as Hudson touched her and continued to arouse her so.

His fingers stroked down the crack, eliciting another soft moan.

“You like being submissive, don’t you, Tia Rose?”

She shook her head.

“I think you’re lying. Spread wider for me.”

She immediately did.

“Good girl,” he whispered and then kissed her shoulder and then her spine.

He was whispering next to her ear, as his cock tapped against her ass and pussy from behind.

“I think you would really like to get spanked. I think you would intentionally be naughty to feel my big, hard hand against this sexy, cream-colored ass.”

“Oh…” she moaned and her pussy lips felt so swollen. Her cunt leaked some cream, she could feel it as she wiggled her hips.

Smack.

“Ouch.”

She hadn’t expected that.

“You’re getting off on my words. I haven’t even touched you yet.”

“You just did.”

Smack.

Tia Rose gasped and then pushed back.

“Are you staying or leaving?” he asked. Then he trailed his finger over her crack to her pussy. He pressed a digit up into her.

“Oh, fuck, baby, you’re sopping wet.”

“Do something, Hudson,” she begged of him. She needed him inside of her. She ached something terrible.

“Are you staying or leaving?”

She hung her head down.

“Staying or leaving?” he asked again as he pumped his fingers faster into her pussy.

“Staying. Oh, Goddamn it, I’m staying. Now do something.”