Wrong (A Bad Boy Romance)(53)

Her eyes widen a little, and I almost regret making the comment. Almost.

“Spank me?” I can’t tell if she’s actually afraid or not. She might be teasing.

“I never really punished you for your insubordination.”

“My…insubordination?” Now she’s definitely edgy.

That’s not going to do at all. I lean over her, setting my hands on the chair on either side of her shoulders. “You went to the bakery without permission. I can’t just let that slide.”

“I…I don’t know what you mean.”

“I mean you could use a good spanking. It’ll make you think twice next time.” I lean forward and catch her lip between my teeth, nipping it.

“Nick…” Something in her voice makes me lean back and look at her more closely. She’s shaking. “I’m sorry. I promise I won’t do it again. I promise.”

“Oh, shit,” I mutter. I grab both of her hands in mine and lift them to my lips. “Honey, no. I’m not going to hit you. I promise.”

“You said…”

Gently I cup her face. “Sarah. Do you trust me?”

She’s slow to answer, and when she does she’s hesitant. “I think so.” At least she’s honest.

“I gave you my word. I intend to keep it.” I kiss her forehead. “You’re safe here.”

She nods. I kiss her again, this time catching her mouth. Shit. I just want to reassure her, but my dick’s so hard I know I’m not going to be able to ignore it. Just touching her does this to me. Just getting close to her.

While she’s still sitting there looking small and like she’s not sure what’s going to happen next, I scoop her up and carry her to the bedroom. She’s small and so light in my arms. Thinking about Sal hurting her makes me want to kill him, and I had plenty of reasons to kill him already.

I push that out of my head. No thinking about Sal right now. No thinking at all. I lay her down on the bed and lower myself over her, kissing her mouth, her face, her neck. Then I lean back.

“You can trust me.”

She nods. “Okay.”

“I won’t hurt you. I swear I’ll never raise a hand to you or our child when it comes.”

She nods, and then she’s silent, studying my face.

“What are you thinking?” I ask after a while.

“I’m thinking I want you to fuck me.”

I grin. Good answer. “Roll over.”

One of her eyebrows quirks, but she does it. I grab her pants and drag them off her, not even bothering to undo the buttons. They slide off easily, leaving her in that little scrap of cotton she calls underwear. Lying there on her stomach, she looks so vulnerable. I want nothing more than to drive into her, fuck her into the mattress, but I’m trying to prove a point here.

I unfasten my own pants, fumbling a little with the zipper because I’m trying to go too fast. I shuck my shirt, too, and when I’m done, I’m naked and she’s not. I’m not sure I want her naked.

She turns her head to the side so she can see me. I know the angle must be bad, and I shift a little to make it worse.

“What are you doing?” she asks me.

“Getting ready to fuck you. What do you think I’m doing?”

I take hold of her feet and move her legs apart, sitting on my knees between her thighs. There’s nothing to those panties; I could rip them off her with almost no effort. But instead I move the cotton aside and push two fingers inside her.

She’s hot and wet—so wet. A small sound comes from her, and I know I’ve hit her sweet spot without even trying. Using the wetness that’s all over my hand, I slick up my thumb and press it into her ass.

She lets out a gasp then, her body arching up from the bed. “Nick—”

“Trust me,” I tell her. “Relax. If it hurts, it’s because you’re tense.”

With my free hand I stroke her ass and the back of her thigh, easing her. My thumb has barely breached her, and, yes, she’s too tight. Too tense. After a few seconds she settles down again, melting back into the mattress.

I slide in deeper as her muscles soften around my thumb. I’m still stroking her vagina as well, and the insides of her thighs have started to shake. Thrusting with my thumb, I feel her pussy getting tighter and tighter, clenching on me. As much as I wish that clenching was happening on my cock, I keep doing what I’m doing. I want to watch her fall apart.

And she does, suddenly, and it’s an explosion. She gasps and starts breathing so hard I’m afraid for a minute she might hyperventilate. I keep thrusting into her, driving her higher and higher.

Just as she starts to come down, I bury my face in her cunt.