Illusive (Storm MC 5)

Sophia: That being said, I also think you kinda like it when I defy you…

Jesus fuck.

I was beginning to think she didn’t need any help from Josie to learn all about the fine art of male manipulation.

25

Sophia

Griff stalked into my house with a determined look on his face. I sucked in a breath at the level of bossy that

was radiating from him today.

I stood in my kitchen as he came down the hall, and my core clenched when he hooked his arm around my waist, pulled me to him, and growled, “Those text messages of yours today have earned you a lot of punishments, Sophia. Punishments that I may spread across days.”

Letting me go, he backed me up against the wall, and bent his lips to mine. His kiss was long and deep, and it had a sense of urgency to it. I moved my hands to the bottom of his t-shirt to take it off, but his hand stopped me. Lifting his face from mine, he said, “Not yet.” His voice had that bossy tone to it that signalled he meant business so I moved my hand away from him.

His gaze dropped to my chest, and he began unbuttoning my blouse. He undid it effortlessly, and a moment later opened it to reveal my body to him. Sliding my blouse over my shoulders, he let it fall to the floor as he bent his face to my breast. He pushed the cups of my bra to the sides and took one of my nipples in his mouth.

I dropped my head back against the wall and closed my eyes as he ran his lips and tongue over my skin. My fingers threaded through his hair, and I let out a soft moan.

He reached around and undid my bra, letting it join my blouse on the floor. Then he moved his hands to my skirt and stripped me of that, too. Finally, I stood in front of him naked except for my panties.

Dropping to his knees, he spread my legs apart and ran his hands up the insides of my legs until he reached my pussy. One hand then slid around to cup my ass, while he slipped his other hand into my panties to run his fingers through my wetness.

“Fucking beautiful,” he said before pulling my panties down.

When he had them off me, he stood and pulled his t-shirt over his head. He then stripped out of the rest of his clothes, never taking his eyes off me. Once he was naked, he scooped me up into his arms and carried me into my bedroom.

He placed me on the floor, sat on my bed, and pulled me across his knees, my head on my bed, and my ass in direct line of his hand. The rough movement caused the ball inside me to vibrate, sending sparks of pleasure through me. Then he rubbed my ass, and growled, “It’s time for your punishment.”

As I anticipated what was to come, I squeezed my legs together. And then he spanked me. The vibrations that shot through me from the ball inside were exquisite.

I truly am in heaven.

His hand rubbed my ass again for a little while before he spanked me again. Closing my eyes, I let the pleasure take over.

“Does that feel good?” he demanded to know.

“Yes,” I moaned.

His hand ran up my back, and traced patterns over my skin before moving back down to rub my ass. Then he spanked me again, a little harder than before.

“I think you need more,” he said. “Three spanks aren’t enough punishment for those text messages.” I could hear the need in his voice, mirroring my own.

He ran his finger through my wetness again and found my clit. Massaging me there, he brought me close to orgasm, but stopped just before I came. Then he moved his hand back to my ass, and without any warning, spanked me again.

I jumped, and the ball inside me vibrated, sending another wave of pleasure through me. Oh, God, he was going to drive me wild with need. I bit my lip to stop myself from crying out for him to fuck me.

“Stand up,” he ordered, and I did what he said.

He remained seated and gripped my hips as I stood in front of him. Pressing his mouth to my stomach, he trailed kisses down until he reached my clit, and then he ran his tongue over me in circles, building my orgasm again. And again, he stopped just as I was nearing the edge.

Looking up at me, he said, “You won’t ever send me messages like that again, will you?” The lust in his gaze hit me in my core and I was momentarily distracted, so I didn’t reply to him as fast as he wanted. Standing, he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. Licking his tongue along my collarbone, he demanded, “Will you, Sophia?”

“No, I won’t,” I moaned, my legs turning weak when he sank his teeth into my neck and began sucking and licking me.

My hands moved to his body and my arms wrapped around him as he continued marking my skin. When I moved closer to him, he hissed and let my neck go. His eyes held mine for awhile before he said, “Fuck, I can’t wait any longer. My dick is so goddamn hard for you, and I need to be inside.” He paused for a moment, and then continued, “I don’t want to fuck you with a condom anymore.”