Falling into Temptation (Falling 1)

Then he pulls away, staring down at me in confusion again. But it only lasts a moment. The room is a blur of motion as he pulls me down onto the couch. Before I can even recover my equilibrium, he flips me over so that I’m splayed across his lap like a naughty child.

I feel so exposed, and I have no idea what to expect next. My stomach clenches with a sudden ache for something I can’t quite comprehend. His hand inches the material of my dress up over my hips, and I hear him groan as he fingers the black lace thong against my skin. He slides the material down slowly, stopping once it’s just below my butt cheeks. He caresses my ass, grabbing handfuls of my flesh with his strong warm hands.

“That is a mighty fine ass you have, Miss Kelly.” His voice is thick, raspy, and sexy as hell. And it’s because of me. I still can’t seem to wrap my head around that part.

He pulls my legs apart, stroking over my arousal with the gentlest of touches. If he’s waiting for a protest from me, he isn’t going to get it. I’m too far gone at this point. Swallowed up by the sexual tornado that is Gabriel Maddox.

He pushes two fingers inside of me, igniting a fire inside my belly.

“Fuck,” he grunts. “You’re so wet for me, Victoria. And I haven’t even gotten started yet.”

I can’t even feel embarrassed because it’s true. I’m needy, panting, writhing at his touch. I have never experienced anything like it before, and I’m afraid I might combust if he takes it away now.

“You have been very frustrating,” he says, his voice lowering an octave. “Leading me on, toying with me. I don’t like it, Victoria. That’s not how this works.”

His fingers continue to slide in and out of my sensitive flesh, teasing me with promises of pleasure I’ll never have.

“Do you want to know how this works, Victoria?”

“Yes,” I pant against his thigh.

I can almost hear him smiling as he leans down to whisper in my ear. “You do what I want, when I want, how I want. Understand?”

Holy Fuck. Why does that sound so… erotic? I know it shouldn’t. Feminists everywhere would be completely disgusted with me. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy the dominant tone in his voice. He isn’t holding me down, so I could run right now if I wanted to. But I don’t. I really, really don’t.

“I asked you a question, Victoria.” His hand caresses my ass, a little rougher now. And then he pulls away. I arch up instinctively, craving his touch once more.

His hand collides with my ass unexpectedly, and I jump a little at the shock of it. Did he just spank me?

“That’s for leading me on,” he growls.

What the fuck? I really should do something at this point. Probably get up and slap him, but I just can’t will my body to move. Something about this is turning me on in the strangest way.

Another hard slap collides on my other cheek. It stings, but I don’t jump this time. I won’t give him the satisfaction. What the hell is he doing to me?

“That is for your smart fucking mouth,” he growls again.

And another slap. “That’s for teasing me.”

And two more hard slaps. I lose track of whatever my indiscretions are, lost in the rhythm of his hands on me.

It doesn’t really hurt at this point. In fact, I still can’t comprehend what I’m doing here, allowing this to continue. But some sick, depraved part of me is enjoying this. It feels… hot. And I am hot... burning for his touch.

“Are you going to answer me, Miss Kelly?” he grunts. “Or shall I keep going?”

“Yes,” I pant.

“Yes, what?”

“I understand.”

Holy shit. What did I just agree to? I don’t even know. All I know is that my aching core won’t be satisfied until he’s filled me with his cock.

“Good girl.” He strokes my thigh with his free hand. “So very obedient. I have to admit, I thought it would take more on my part.”

His fingers are still sliding in and out of me, his thumb toying with my clit. I feel like there are a zillion little fireflies buzzing around inside of me. I want to beg him to keep going… to keep making me feel this way, even if I can’t get my release. He’s brought me closer than any man before him.