Forbidden Kiss (Carson Cove Scandals 1)
“Now I have to punish you.” I pulled my finger away and cupped her ass.
“Fine—just one.” She lifted her ass up against my hand.
“I think this deserves more than one.” I teased her by sliding forward and gently stroking her pussy.
“Two?” She moaned and looked over her shoulder at me.
“I was thinking ten.” I pulled my finger away.
“That’s too many…” She shook her head and groaned. “I’ve never been spanked before.”
“Well I certainly don’t think you’re going to learn your lesson with two.” I narrowed my eyes and chuckled.
“Fine…” She groaned again—but there was a hint of playfulness, and she rubbed her ass against my hand. “Ten it is.”
“That seems more appropriate.” I lifted my hand and brought it down on the right side of her ass.
SMACK!
“That’s one.” She dropped her head and giggled.
“You don’t have to count them.” I pulled my hand back and gave her two quick ones—the second landed on the left side of her ass, and the other landed in the same spot as the first.
SMACK! SMACK!
“Ow…” She winced as the third one landed, but she wiggled her ass and pressed it against my hand.
“Are you beginning to learn your lesson, naughty girl?” I pulled my hand back.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Maybe…” She exhaled sharply.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Now?” I let my hand stay where the last one landed.
“Yes—lesson learned!” She nodded quickly.
“Good, maybe we won’t have to repeat this again.” I leaned back and dropped down on my elbow beside her.
“I don’t know.” She rolled to the side and grinned. “That kind of turned me on—I had no idea it would be so hot, having you spank me.”
“You got off easy; it wasn’t meant to hurt you.” I brushed a stray hair away from her face. “Mainly because I want something else a whole lot m
ore than I want to punish you for your naughty behavior.”
“Oh yeah?” Hunger flashed in her eyes. “What’s that?”
“I think you already know…” I put my hand on her hip and leaned forward to kiss her.
Our lips came together, and the passion was reignited in an instant. Taylor rolled over onto her back, and our lips stayed seared together as I mirrored her movement. My hands explored her body while her hands explored mine. My cock was fully engorged and ready—her pussy was practically dripping with desire. Every tease—every touch—it had all been building to the moment when her innocence would finally be mine.
I rubbed her pussy with my finger—pushed it inside her—and gave her a few gentle thrusts until I was against her hymen. She definitely wasn’t lying about being a virgin—not that I thought she was. It wasn’t the first time a virgin had graced my bed, but that was in high school—and I had no idea what I was doing. The years had given me some experience, so I knew that I would have to be gentle.
“I’m ready…” Taylor moved her lips to my ear, and she purred her words. “I want you to be my first.”
“I’m going to take very good care of you tonight.” I kissed her neck. “Just relax.”