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I pick up the whole bowl of buttercream and advance on her.

She screams, drops her cupcakes, and runs.

I chase.

She does a full lap around the island, screaming, almost laughing, and starting to hyperventilate, then makes a run for the door.

I catch her by the hips just before she can leave the room, and haul her against me with one arm.

I drag her over to the kitchen table, in front of the big bay windows. I kick out a chair and set the bowl on the table. Then I undo my belt, unzip, and shove my pants and underwear down as she tries to scramble away.

I sit down, and she squeals as I drag her over my knee, face-down—and my hard-on digs into her hip. I yank up her dress.

“You’re being a very bad girl, Quinn. You know that?”

“Yes,” she says breathlessly. Defiantly.

It makes my blood boil. In the best way possible.

“You want to be punished?”

“Maybe,” she says smartly.

I yank her panties down her thighs, baring her ass.

Then I spank it, thoroughly, as she gasps and wriggles.

When I’m satisfied that I’m now in control, I squeeze, then smooth my hand gently over each reddened cheek.

She’s panting now, and I’m rock-hard.

I take a scoop of pink buttercream with my bare hand, and slather it onto her ass.

“That’s for a baby shower!” she cries.

“Then I guess you need to make more.”

She moans a little as I smear it over both cheeks.

“Any more complaints, little baddie?” I murmur.

She keeps her mouth shut.

I lift her off my knees, then yank her onto my lap so she’s straddling me. And sitting directly on my hard cock. She wraps her arms around my neck, eyes shining with lust.

I grab her by the hips, and fill her in one deep thrust. She arches, crying out, and shoves her tits in my face. I pull her dress down, and yank her bra out of my way.

I pinch her clit with my buttercream-coated fingers.

“You’ve been a very bad girl making my kitchen so dirty,” I tell her, nuzzling between her breasts. “Are you a dirty girl, Quinn?”

She mewls a response.

“Words, kitten. I need words.”

“Yes,” she pants.

“Say you’re sorry for being so naughty.”