Lacey Alexander [The Twelve Quickies Of Christmas Book 10 ] Read Free Page B

definitely be punished.
    Cole pulled his legs together, his cock still standing at full attention, stretching up over his abdomen. m going to have to give you a spanking, naughty little girl. Bend over my knees.
    Instantly, he found her soft curves stretched across his thighs, her round ass centered over him as she used the arm of the chair to support her upper body. Damn, just feeling her heat against him sent another furnace blast of excitement to his cock.
    You ve got a pretty ass, he said softly, then brought the flat of his hand down hard across one cheek.
    She cried out, a sound he perceived as half pain-half pleasure, and the slight sting to his palm echoed up through his arm, down through his torso.
    He slapped her ass again, hard, and this time her cry was definitely a hot groan.
    Tell me you re bad, he ordered.
    When she didn t respond right away, he struck her ass again. Tell me.
    Oh, spank me, Santa, she cooed in an utterly sexy voice. ve been a bad little girl.
    Spank me hard.
    His cock stiffened even further and he rewarded her with more arousing whacks to her lovely ass, where a red mark had begun to appear in the firelight.
    Oooh, yes, spank me! Spank me!
    God, she was hot. So fucking hot that he was sorely tempted to sink his fingers down between the crack of her ass into her wet pussy, more than ready to feel the slick heat of her warm, tight passage but no, this was supposed to be punishment, after all, and she sounded like she was having far too good of a time. Her pussy would have to wait.
    After a few more nice hard slaps to her luscious ass, he stopped abruptly. Get up.
    When she stood before him again, her eyes brimmed with a new fire, a darkness that told him oh yes she was having a very good time getting disciplined.
    He pointed to another gift, which she knelt beside and began to unwrap, looking as anxious as a kid on Christmas morning. Oh
    she gasped softly when she saw the red
    handcuffs and red satin sleep mask or in this case, holiday bondage mask. Setting the box aside, she rose back to her heels and turned her gaze on him, as if waiting for his next instruction. He had to hold back a satisfied smile at how deeply and easily she d let herself be drawn into the game.
    Hand me the cuffs, but first turn your back to me and bend over very slowly to get them.
    She pivoted away from him and leaned at the waist to pluck up the red handcuffs, giving him a luscious rear view of her pink slit.

    Very nice, baby, he murmured, taking the cuffs from her outstretched hand. Keep your ass to me and put your hands behind your back. He locked the cuffs around her wrist one snap, then two his stomach contracting with the excitement of subduing her. Now go sit down on the couch.
    Her eyes took on a glassy sheen and her cheeks diffused with rosy anticipation as she settled on the nearby sofa, the firelight dappling her skin. Finally rising from his relaxed position in the chair, he picked up the red mask and walked toward her.
    Spread your legs.
    She parted her thighs on command and he dropped his gaze to her pretty cunt. She looked so wet that she had to be soaking the couch cushion with her juices. He stepped between her knees and said, Now move a little closer to the edge.
    Sitting up straighter, she inched forward until he commanded, Stop.
    Her face was at eye level with his cock, only a few inches away. Her gaze locked onto his erection and she looked downright hungry. Damn, she really was a bad girl. He d hoped like hell, but had never really believed she would be so into this kind of foreplay. Her hunger and lack of fear got him even hotter.
    He slid the satin mask over her eyes, covering them completely. She sat very still, calm, giving her lip a sexy little bite. He wished he had a camera so he could photograph her like this, so he could freeze the vision and keep it forever his perfect little submissive, just waiting to see what he would demand of her.
    Open your pretty mouth for me, bad girl.
    She parted