“You,” she breathes. “You’re the driver of this car.”
I nod slowly, so her words settle over both of us.
“Get. The. Cuffs.”
“And if I don’t?”
I shake my head from side to side. “Daddy won’t be very happy with you, now will he? Don’t you remember what happens to bad girls?”
Her throaty chuckle travels all the way to my dick. I watch as she gets up on her knees and leans over the back of the seat. I quickly give her a sharp slap to the ass that makes her squeal and moan. I palm the cheek I just spanked.
“Let’s see ‘em.”
She turns back to me with the cuffs in the palm of her hand.
“Shh,” I whisper. I hold the cuffs in my right hand, feeling the cold weight of them, and imagine what I’ll do with her later. For now, I just wanted to see if she’d do what she was told.
I slide the cold metal along her naked thigh before I slide the cuffs into my pocket.
“Ohh, you’re sneaky.”
“And you’re naughty. That’s a dangerous combination.”
She sidles up next to me, her body flush against mine. “And what are you going to do about that?” She swallows. “Daddy?” I can tell by her tentative voice this is the first time she’s played this game.
Time for a little taste test.
I pull the car over under the cover of trees, down a side road she probably didn’t know about that popped into view when I needed it. I park the car, shaking my head from side to side.
“Now what have we here?” she asks, her eyes alight with excitement. “Little Red Riding Hood’s alone with the Big Bad Wolf?”
“Little Red Riding Hood’s going to learn how to behave herself.”
I turn to her and tug her onto my lap so she sits sideways. I love the feel of every inch of her, the pulsing energy between us, the way her breasts heave when she draws in a breath. I lower my mouth to her cleavage and slide my tongue along her naked skin.
She throws her head back with a throaty moan, her hands tightening around my neck. I let my hands rove over her body as if memorizing her, warm pulsing energy at her back and ass, then up my hands go again, caressing, kneading, as I lick the valley between her breasts. Her skin is sweet and salty, kissed with sea air.
With one tip of my finger, I ease her full breast out of the top of her dress and weigh it in my hand. Fuck all. She’s not wearing a bra. Her full, dusky nipples are hard and taut, begging to be sucked and licked. “Fucking perfect,” I groan. She’s like a goddamn motherfuckin’ centerfold.
I lower her into the crook of my arm and suckle her nipple while I part her legs.
“Oh, fuck,” she groans, her body going pliant beneath me.
“What will I find,” I whisper in between another lash of my tongue along her nipple, “if I touch between your legs, baby? Are you wearing any panties?”
She squirms and moans. “Do thongs count?”
I shake my head from side to side. “They do.” I cluck my tongue. “And you’d be punished for that, too, you know. Wouldn’t you? Didn’t I tell you no panties tonight?”
“Maybe… maybe I wanted to be punished,” she whispers on a groan. I love how she goes right along with it, as if reading my mind.
I grind my hips against her ass. My cock’s so hard it’s painful. She knows every step of this dance. It’s like we’ve been partners forever, gliding across the dance floor together in a sexy rumba.
My throat tightens when she arches her back, baring her neck to me. I kiss sweet, sensitive skin until I get to her earlobe, then flutter kisses along her jaw after a quick nip there.
I chuckle. “If I were a vampire, I’d turn you right now. Drag you over to immortality.”
“What if I’m the vampire?” she asks with a throaty chuckle that makes my dick throb. “What if I turn these tables?”
“Try me,” I breathe in her ear. I move my hands to her wrists and flex my fingers in warning. She giggles when I tickle her side, then moans when I return to her breasts.
“And what would I find,” I ask, while I drag the flat of my tongue down her neck, kissing my way to her other breast. I take her nipple between my teeth and press down, eliciting another moan while she squirms. “If I parted your legs and dipped my finger past that thong? Would you be wet for me?”
Another low moan. “So wet. Oh, God. So fucking wet.”
Truth.
I ease the cuffs out of my pocket while she’s drunk on arousal and finger her second breast while I lick and suck the first until she sighs and squirms, her arousal intensifying. I shift her ass back and lift the edge of her skirt. I drag my thumbs along the soft silk between her legs and feel how damp she is.