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Jenna

What the fuck are we doing?

Why am I doing this?

Why ? —

My fingers trembled in anticipation as I held up my hotel room key.

The door beeped and unlocked.

Alice reached around me, opening it for us as her other hand settled on my hip.

She gave me a light shove past the threshold and as I spun around, her soft lips met mine in a kiss that nearly made my knees buckle.

Alice lifted her hand to my face, and then it slid down to my throat, squeezing the sides of my neck gently.

The motion of dominance, of control—it went straight to my pussy.

I moaned against her kiss, backing up as she shut the door.

It rattled as it slammed, our kiss growing more fevered as she pinned me in place against the wall.

Fuck.

I’d missed this.

I’d missed her.

I couldn't remember the last time I was with someone who knew me and all of my rights and wrongs.

The biggest mistake had been leaving her.

Alice moaned, her grip on my neck tightening slightly. I needed to push our past out of my mind, but it was hard with her touching me.

I knew she'd never take me back, and I wasn't staying here in Texas anyway.

I had one night to enjoy the woman I loved.

She drew back and pressed her forehead against mine. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Yes,” I whispered. “More than anything. I want us to do everything that we used to do.”

Every muscle in her body tensed. I opened my mouth to suggest that it could be whatever she was comfortable with, but then she relaxed.

“I can do that,” she said.

My breath whooshed out. I hadn’t realized just how desperate I was to be with her until now. I craved her touch, needed the release. And more than that, I just wanted to be held.

“Do you remember your safe word? Or should it be a different one?”

“I remember.” How could I ever forget it? “Strawberry.”

She chuckled and tipped my chin up. “Good girl. Tell me what you want tonight,” she demanded.

And it was a demand. Her tone had shifted, taking on an air of dominance that sent a bolt of lightning through me.

“I want to call you Daddy,” I said. “I want to get on my knees for you. I want you to spank me, choke me, bite me. Mark me as yours. We don't really have anything to play with here, although I do have a dildo in my bag …”

Alice snorted. “I don't need a dildo to make you come.”

My breath hitched. She was right though. She didn't need anything to make me come except her fingers and mouth. Hell, the things that we’d done together …

“Get on your knees, baby girl.”

Her pet name for me made us both pause. My gaze never left hers as I slowly knelt down, my head falling back in complete submission.

“ Stay .”

“Yes, Daddy,” I said.

It was so easy to slip back into what we once had. With the familiar came a pain I hadn’t expected, a longing that would linger forever after tonight. At the end of the day, I was just a girl on her knees for the one person in the universe I’d never get to be with again. Submitting to her was a gift, and one that I intended to cherish every moment of while I could.

Alice’s hips swayed as she turned and flipped on one of the lamps next to the bed. My cheeks warmed as I realized how messy I’d left the hotel room. My suitcase was spread open on the floor, my clothes in a pile, shoes everywhere. I’d been so unsure of what I wanted to wear tonight, and had opted for my leather skirt and my crimson top that showed off my tits. Getting to that outfit choice had taken an hour of digging every other piece of clothing out of my suitcases first, though.

She wasn’t fazed by any of it, though, having seen my ADHD manifest in countless ways in the three years we were together.

I swallowed hard as I waited for her to tell me what to do next. My chest ached as I fell into the familiarity of us , the rhythm of submission, of being consumed by the need to obey.

In my day-to-day life, I was constantly on the go. Constantly making decisions. Pulling on the mask of Jenna Hart, a curvy Texas sweetheart that could sing and write and be everything her listeners dreamed of.

But not with Alice.

She arched a brow and swept her voluminous black curls behind her shoulders. Golden light splashed over her dark brown skin, highlighter glittering on her cheeks, her long lashes fluttering as she made the bed quickly.

God, I was lucky to even be here with her.

Alice glanced up at me as she sat on the edge and patted her knee. I swallowed hard, that simple action turning me on.

“Crawl to me.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I said immediately.

I planted my hands on the floor and looked up at her as I slowly crawled to the bed. Once I was right in front of her, I slowly sat back on my heels, heart pounding as I looked up at her with the reverence of a worshiper on their knees for their god.

She reached forward and tucked a stray red wave behind my ear, her nails grazing my skin. A shiver rolled up my spine, the anticipation growing.

“You’re so touch starved,” she murmured.

I nodded. “I am.”

“So am I.” She sighed and pushed my chin up. “This is a bad idea for both of us.”

“It is,” I agreed. “But …”

She rolled her eyes. “We’ve done worse, haven’t we?”

“I thought we weren’t talking about the past,” I teased.

Her gaze glinted with amusement. “Mmhmm. Why don’t you go ahead and strip for me, baby girl?”

I grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it overhead, tossing it to the floor. “My eyes are up here,” I teased as she looked at my breasts.

She snorted. “And my attention is there .”

I reached back and unclasped my bra, holding it in place as I pulled each strap free. I dropped it to the floor, savoring the way she drank me in. My nipples hardened from the cool air, my pussy already wet as I thought about all of the things Alice would do to me tonight.

I rose up, grabbing hold of the zipper along the side of my skirt. I slowly pulled it down and then worked the fabric down over my ass, shimmying out of it until I only wore panties. Crimson lace with a scalloped edge.

Alice let out an appreciative hum. “I like those,” she said softly. “Keep your panties on for now.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl.” She leaned back against the bed, tilting her head to the side as she studied me. “Take my pants off.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I said obediently.

I moved closer to her, running my hands up her thick thighs. The two of us worked together to pull her pants free, followed by the lacey black panties she wore.

“You’re beautiful,” I whimpered. “I just want to serve you.”

“I know you do, baby.”

She spread her legs for me, her pussy glistening. She spread her labia, her clit engorged and begging to be sucked.

“Fuck,” I rasped. “Daddy, please. Please let me touch you.”

“One lick.”

Only one? I groaned and buried my face against her pussy eagerly, circling her clit with my tongue. I could stay here forever, drowning in her essence, pleasing her for eternity.

Alice gripped my hair and yanked my head back. “I said one , you little brat. Be good for me and you’ll get more.”

“I’ll be good, Daddy,” I promised, licking my lips.

One lick wasn’t enough. I’d only gotten a small taste of her and I desperately needed more.

But I also knew that if I obeyed her, I’d get everything I wanted and more.

She stripped her shirt off and tossed it to the floor, followed by her bra. I let out a soft moan as I got to see her—all of her. Her dark brown areolas and hardened nipples, her full breasts and soft stomach rolls.

“You’re so sexy,” I huffed.

Alice leaned forward and grabbed a fistful of my hair hard enough to make me squeak. She dragged me onto the bed, rolling me to the center face down.

“Ass up,” she commanded.

I pushed my ass back right as she grabbed a pillow and slipped it under my hips. I stretched out, turning my head so I could see her out of the corner of my eye.

Her palms smoothed down my back, rubbing my muscles and drawing soft groans from me. I melted beneath her touch, my eyes fluttering as she moved down to my ass cheeks, squeezing each of them.

I turned my head, burying my face into the blankets as heat crept over me. My cheeks flamed as I whispered, “Daddy. I want you to mark me.”

“I know,” she said. “I know what you need, baby girl. Trust me.”

I nodded and closed my eyes, letting the sensations flow through me. Taking away my sight allowed me to focus on other parts of my body and on her. The sound of her breaths, the feeling of her skin against mine, the fabric rubbing against my nipples, the way my ass was presented for her and her alone.

All of it was a perfect storm, my arousal growing until I was almost uncomfortable, desperate to come.

Alice slapped each asscheek, slowly building it up, warming my skin until it was hot to touch. Slap. I gasped as she spanked me hard, the first strike reverberating through my bones.

Fuck, I was so wet. I was so wet for her, so needy.

Slap.

The other cheek this time. My voice was muffled by the blankets as I cried out, my head spinning as she kept going.

Slap. Slap. Slap. Each spanking was more intense than the last until I was gasping for air. I raised my head, moaning louder.

“Daddy,” I squeaked.

Slap.

“Fuck,” I yelped.

“Too much?” Alice asked.

“No. I can take more,” I panted. “Don’t hold back. Don’t?—”

She shoved my head back against the blankets, holding me down as she spanked my ass harder. Pain blossomed, smoothed over by the pleasure and endorphins pumping through me.

“Oh god,” I cried.

She wasn’t holding back, finding a rhythm that was constant, each impact harder than the last until tears filled my eyes. The bed shifted as she rose onto her knees and shoved my legs apart, leaning over me as she kept spanking me. My ass burned, the pain growing more and more intense.

My entire body went rigid as I anticipated the next one, but it didn’t come.

I raised my head in confusion, looking back at her. A smirk danced on her full lips, her gaze meeting mine.

“You’re so mean,” I rasped.

Alice laughed, her voice ringing through the room. I sniffled, waiting for the next one. I wanted her to spank me again.

“Daddy,” I whined.

“Put your damn head back down before you scream loud enough that one of the hotel employees checks on us. Now .”

I was tempted to stick my tongue out at her. That was a bad idea, right? That was?—

I did it. My tongue flicked out and her eyes narrowed.

Oops.

“Put your fucking head down,” she growled.

“ Yes , Daddy.”