Page 84 of Off-Limits

“Not really.”

Four.

“Dorothy,” I warn, and I see her eyes darken.

“I’m good.”

Five.

“I’m going to count to five, and if you aren’t lying over my lap by the final count, things are going to go a lot different for you than I had planned.” My cock hardens at the thought.

“One.”

She doesn’t move.

“Two.”

She doesn’t move.

“Three,” I growl, putting more edge to my voice, and that gets her attention.

She takes a couple of steps before stopping.

“My sweet, sweet, Blossom, are you really testing me?”

She smirks at me and bats her eyelashes.

Brat.

“Four.”

With slow, calculated steps, she closes the distance between us, stopping a couple of feet in front of me, and then she bends down, placing her hands on my knees, her face a hairbreadth from mine.

I keep my eyes on hers, even though my cock is throbbing, and I want to look at her perfect tits swinging like pendulums between us. Licking her lips, she leans a little closer, our mouths almost touching, and I know what she is about to say is going to up her count. “Fuck.”

“Five,” I growl, grabbing her and flipping her overmy knee.

“Damon,” she pants, wriggling on my lap, and I swear I almost combust with the breathy way she says my name.

I massage the globes of her ass, reining in my control before I lose it and bend her over and fuck her into oblivion. She needs to be punished, but I’m not a complete sadist, I’ll make sure I mix some pleasure in too.

“You are going to be the death of me, Blossom.”

She giggles, and I can’t help but smile.

“Because you decided to be a brat, I’m going to spank this pretty, round ass six times. Each time my palm connects I want you to count, and if you want to be ornery and disobey me, then there will be no orgasms for you.”

“Are you serious?” She gasps, trying to look over her shoulder at me.

“Deadly.”

She lies limply over my lap, and I glance down to see the glittery princess plug winking back at me. What I would love to do is pull it out and fuck her tight hole, but punishment first, pleasure second.

Groaning, I massage her ass again.

“Do you remember your safe word?”

“Yes, Sir.”