Now Or Never (Irresistible 5)
“Yeah. Pull the car around, but wait outside till I give further notice.”
I blinked. Oh…
Shit.
As I fully processed that I wasn’t going to be fucked on the comfort of a bed tonight, Iain rose to his feet. “Get up, we’re leaving,” he informed me.
“But—” I looked down at the table. “What about the check?”
“They have my card on file. Get up now.”
His tone left no room for further hesitation, so I got up.
Then with his hand firm on my lower back—and the energy thrumming palpably between us—Iain guided me through the crowd and escorted me out.
16
IAIN
I let Holland in the car first then got in myself, barely seated before I was enjoying her little yelp of surprise as I pulled her over my knee and flipped her skirt up. With one hand holding her in place by the hip, I smoothed the other over her bare cheek, fully enjoying how fucking plump and round her ass was before I raised my palm in the air and spanked her so hard her arms shot out to grasp the armrest on the door.
“Iain!” she cried out with such petulant shock I had to smirk.
“What?”
“I…” I couldn’t see her face but I knew she was frowning as she tried to figure out why she liked that. “I don’t know,” she finally mumbled, making an offended sound when I laughed.
And as she pouted confoundedly through her little sexual revelation, I took a moment to admire my view of her lower body laid naked over my lap. Her arched back was slowly relaxing, but I coul
d hear her whispering holy shit under her breath as she felt my dick throb fully hard under her stomach.
“For the record,” I started patiently, smoothing my hand over her ass again, giving a little squeeze. “Anytime you decide to test me like that,” I tilted my head, spreading her cheeks apart with both hands, admiring the gleam of her soaked pussy before I dipped two fingers inside, “you’ll be punished for it,” I murmured, pushing languidly in and out several times before spreading her sopping wetness onto her cheeks and administering another brutal spank. Her yelp was more a moan this time around and the sound made my cock twitch under her as I asked, “Do you understand?”
“Yes,” she replied, her voice struggling and strained, yet somehow still tinged with a hint of mischief. “But what if I like this?” she asked a bit smugly.
I paused and gave her a second to be satisfied with herself before I said, “Feel free to. That part wasn’t your punishment.”
The way she instantly stilled and silenced put a smirk on my lips, but then she peered over her shoulder at me with an expectant look.
“Well, what is then?” she challenged, arching an eyebrow. “And what are you waiting for exactly?”
I eyed her, knowing well that she was deliberately pushing me. Asking for it.
So without wasting any more time, I spanked her again. Then again. Repeatedly—finger-fucking her in between each blow. My pace was immediately rapid, brutal as I alternated between thrusting inside her and palming her pussy, cupping her full length in my hand and sliding my fingers under her body to furiously stroke her clit.
But anytime she got close, I withdrew my hand, switching from stroking to spanking, and repeating the process over and over till she was whining endlessly on my lap, grinding her hips desperately against me.
“You want to come, don’t you?” I asked, my dick throbbing as she whispered yes and please on repeat, practically humping my hand.
I let her for a little. But at the brink of her orgasm, I pulled my hand away again, spreading her wetness on her ass, all over her skin, and spanking her again till it sounded like she was sobbing as she begged, “Iain, please!”
“What?” I asked tauntingly.
“Please just… finish, please… I can’t take it anymore.”
“You can,” I murmured encouragingly, cupping the curve of her bottom before raising my palm once again. “And you will,” I said, bringing it down—hard enough to leave a red mark this time.
My stomach twisted when she whimpered, but then the next word off her tongue rolled off in the form of a moan.