“Why does that make you embarrassed?” I ask, touching her cheek.
“I didn’t want you to think I assumed I would be staying with you.”
“Whatever bed I’m in is the one I want you in,” I explain lightly.
“I just didn’t want to assume,” she mutters under her breath, pulling out her keys from her pocket.
“Assume away, Little Lamb,” I tell her, taking the keys from her hand and smacking her ass.
“I can drive.”
“I know you can, when I’m not in the car with you,” I remark.
“That’s ridiculous.” She frowns at me.
“Get in the car.”
“Or what?” she asks, crossing her arms over her chest, glaring.
“Or I put you in.”
“That’s not gonna happen.” I say stopping at the passenger door and she moves around the front of the car to the driver’s side.
“Lea,” I warn over the roof of the car.
“Austin,” she mimics my tone.
“Get in the car.”
“Make me,” she says, and I start to head around the back of the car, but before I get to her, she takes off running through the parking lot.
“Lea, get in the car,” I shout after her as she dodges between parked cars.
“Let me drive,” she shouts back, moving back and forth from one side of a red Buick to another, like she’s trying to psych me out.
“When I get my hands on you, I’m spanking you for this,” I warn, watching as something works behind her eyes.
“You’re not.”
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll make you come after,” I tell her, and her eyes scan the parking lot, like she’s looking to see if anyone is around that could hear what I just said, giving me just enough time to catch her in my grasp before she can dodge me again. I pick her up over my shoulder as she kicks out then smack her on the ass one time, just hard enough to get her attention.
“You just hit me,” she whispers as her body stills on my shoulder.
“I spanked you, baby, big difference.”
“You…you…”
I rub her ass where I spanked her then bring my hand up between her legs. Even through the denim material, I can feel her heat. She inhales sharply at my touch, but doesn’t say anything else as I get her into the car and buckle her in before going to the driver’s side door.
“Lea, stop,” I say through the glass as I press the unlock button on the remote, which does nothing, because her hand is over the lock on my side.
“Tell me you’re not gonna spank me,” she yells.
“Let it go, Lea,” I shout back.
“No, tell me.”
I bend down so I’m eye level with her and she can see my face, then growl, “You have until the count of three, Lea.”
“I’m not afraid of you, Wolf.”
“Oh, Little Lamb, you should know this is turning me on.” My dick is rock hard and I adjust myself so my zipper doesn’t cut into my skin. Her hand comes off the lock and I open the door. Without saying another word, I get in, start the car and drive. Her body is wound tight in the seat next to mine, her breaths coming in hard pants that tell me just how turned on she is right now. I swear I can smell her sweet pussy.
As soon as I pull up to the house, her hand is on the handle of the door, but I press the lock button before she can get out.
“Go upstairs, take off your clothes and lay on the bed face down.”
“You’re not spanking me,” she whispers again, but this time the words curl with desire, and I know that even if she has never wanted this before, she wants it now.
“Do what I say.” I unlock the door, watching her ass as she heads up to the house through the back double doors. I lean my head back and try to get my body under control then get out of the car and head inside, half expecting to find Lea in the kitchen, but the whole house is quiet. Taking the stairs two at a time, I make it to the bedroom and find Lea face down in the bed completely naked, her perfect ass in the air like an offering.
I walk towards her, discarding my shirt and boots on the way. Reaching the bed, I pull her ass by the hips so that her feet are touching the floor, then I kneel down behind her between her legs. Without warning, I smack her ass twice, once on each cheek, then run my hand over the spot, listening as she moans and her hands move on the sheets, gripping them tight between her fingers.
“Austin.” My name leaves her mouth on a breathy moan that goes right to my dick.
“Don’t talk.” I slap her ass twice more; her body writhers in front of me, her ass pushing higher as her tiptoes press into the floor. She’s so wet that the proof of her arousal is coating her thighs. I spread her ass, burying my face between her legs. My name leaves her mouth again, earning her another smack, this time harder, causing her core to convulse around my tongue. Every time I feel her getting closer to the edge, I pull back just enough that she’s forced to come down.