Page 80 of Twisted Play

I stood and smoothed my fingers over the globes of her ass, imagining my cock plunging into her, the sound of our skin smacking together, her ass pressing into my pelvis with each stroke.Soon, sparrow. But first, I need to remind you who’s in charge.

The first spank startled a squeak out of her. “What the fuck?”

“Punishment, sweetheart. Count to ten.”

Tristan watched, his face impassive as I smacked her other cheek, admiring the way her flesh turned white and then red in the shape of my hand.

I spanked her again. “Three,” she said sullenly. I let her have the first two. She didn’t know this was only a warm-up.

Quickly, I spanked her seven more times, enjoying how her voice got angrier and angrier, how her ass bounced and moved under my fingers with each swat.

“Ten!” she cried and jerked away from me, only for me to dig my fingers into her hips—god, that was so fucking hot—giving me something to hold onto as I yanked her backward and against my hardening cock.

“Cole, you don’t have to do this,” she said, her voice tremulous with unshed tears. “I’ll give you a blow job, I swear. I’ll do whatever you want. To both of you. You don’t have to prove anything to me.”

A laugh caught in my throat. “You’re wrong, slut,” I murmured. She hadn’t submitted yet, hadn’t truly admitted to herself that she belonged to me, that we had the right to tell her what to do, and worse, that she liked it when I treated her like the wanton slut she craved being for me.

But she would. And then, I’d fuck her out of my system just because I could.

“Do you want to spank her?” I asked my best friend, curious about his response.

He bit his lip, his eyes hooded as he stared at the woman bent over Coach’s desk, as ravenous for her as I was. “Is she really turned on by this?”

“See for yourself.” I took his hand and ran it down the dimpled skin of her ass until I reached the apex of her pressed-together legs. “Move your feet apart,” I murmured.

When Eva didn’t obey me, I nudged them with my own feet, spreading her thighs until I could see the pink folds ofher pussy, noting her glistening thighs, entranced by the evidence of arousal she was desperately trying to hide from me. I hummed and dragged Tristan’s fingers through her folds, delighted to find my little sparrow was absolutely fucking soaked.

His breath caught, a sharp sound that filled me with triumph. “Eva,” he murmured. “This is so wrong.”

“Yes it is,” she cried out. “So wrong. Let me up. You don’t have?—”

I slapped the sensitive inside of her thigh and was gratified at her yelp, followed by hurt silence.

“Shhhh, sparrow. Let me look at my pussy,” I said, holding her ass and spreading her cheeks so I could admire how goddamned pretty she was. “Wet and turned on because your owner spanked you,” I marveled. “Was it the pain or the humiliation? Or the fact that Tristan’s watching?” I wondered, not expecting an answer.

“I don’t know,” she whispered. “But I hate this.”

“Your brain does,” I agreed, kissing one reddened cheek before standing again. “But that deliciously pretty pussy loves every moment of it.”

“I don’t.”

Tristan stood behind her, staring at her ass, pink from the spanking I’d given her as she lay there trembling, helpless, her breath hitching as if she were holding back tears. In that instant, I doubted myself.

Until he raised a hand and slammed it down onto the gorgeous curves of her ass.

“Count to ten for Tristan, pet.”

She whimpered but whispered a soft, “One.”

“Good girl,” I murmured, and her shoulders loosened. Oh no, that wouldn’t do. I wanted her to feel like shit, even as her body betrayed her. “Such a filthy slut, presenting herass to me like a dog in heat,” I continued, and Eva whimpered in misery.

Tristan spanked her two more times and then stopped, shaking his head.

“Three,” she gasped and burst into tears.Finally.

“No more,” Tristan mouthed at me, quietly enough that Eva couldn’t hear him.

It didn’t feel as good as I expected, and I had to resist pulling her into my arms and soothing her. She wasn’t a good girl. She wasn’t the prettiest goddamned thing I’d ever seen. And she sure as fuck wasn’t perfect for me.