The Dom Who Loved Me (Masters and Mercenaries #1)(26)

He would have to be more direct. He hid the smile that threatened. He was supposed to be in control. “Grace, are you trying to seduce me?”

Now her face fell, and her teeth sank into her full bottom lip. “Can I seduce you?”

He sighed. That was what this was about? Did the woman not have eyes? In the week he’d known her, he’d always had an erection around her. She was his f*cking Viagra, and he’d gone way over the “erection lasting four hours” point. He didn’t need a doctor. He needed her. He was far past thinking about the job. He was thinking about Grace.

And he needed to teach his little sub a lesson. “I believe you’ll find you can seduce me, but first things first.” He sat down on her bed. “Over my lap.”

He didn’t miss the hitch in her breath. It wasn’t nervousness.

“I won’t ask again. Right now, it’s a count of five. Every second you delay, I add on to it.”

Grace’s gorgeous heart-shaped ass was across his lap in no time. Her stomach pressed against his cock. She wiggled a little, trying to get situated. Sean steadied her with his left hand. “Do you know why I’m going to spank you, little one?”

“Because I was trying to manipulate you?”

“No, darling. I’m going to spank you because you’ll like it.” He brought his hand down in a short arc, the sound cracking through the silence of the room. Her skin was so pale it immediately pinkened, and her breath came out in a sweet little squeal. She squirmed slightly. His hand came down again, on the opposite cheek. “I’ll allow your sounds this time. Know that in the future, I will tie you down and gag you if you disobey me again.”

He planted a little slap to the center of her ass then let his fingers slip underneath to make sure he hadn’t misjudged the situation. Sure enough, his Grace was sopping wet and getting more aroused by the second. She liked her spanking. He wasn’t cooling off any either, though. He could feel his cock pulsing against her heated flesh.

He shoved two fingers straight into her cunt. She was so slippery, he slid in unencumbered. He watched her back rise and fall, uneven with every jerky breath. His sweet sub was trying so hard to follow his orders. Her skin was perfectly pink and hot to the touch. She responded so well to his discipline. He would have to be careful when he used a cane or a whip on her. He couldn’t wait to tie her down and put his mark on her. He pulled his fingers out and smacked her ass again two times in quick succession. He was past the point of waiting. He needed her. He lowered her down so she knelt between his legs. Her face came up. She flushed with need. Her tongue darted across those full lips of hers, and Sean’s cock throbbed.

“Open.”

She didn’t hesitate. She opened her mouth and allowed him to thrust his aching dick between her lips. Her tongue came out to swirl around his head, making him groan. He thrust his hands into her hair. Later, he promised himself, later he would spend an evening instructing her on just how he liked his cock sucked, but for now he was overwhelmed with the need to simply use her, to know that she was his.

Why this woman? Why now? He couldn’t lie to himself. Grace did it for him. She was smart and funny and challenging. She was so sexy he couldn’t think about her without getting hard. How had he ever thought he could play games with her and walk away?

“Wider, Grace, you can take me all the way.” He held her ruthlessly, shoving his cock in and out. He peered down. The sight of his erection disappearing between her lovely lips was just about enough to undo him. When he pulled out, her cheeks hollowed as she sucked furiously, trying not to lose him. Her tongue rolled over and over his flesh. He let his cockhead just brush her lips before burrowing back in to that soft place at the back of her throat. One more thrust and he would spill his come down her throat. Sean pulled out. His cock came out of her mouth. He wasn’t coming down her throat the first time. He wanted to be buried deep in that wet * of hers.

“On the bed. Spread your legs.” His voice was harsh even to his own ears, but Grace didn’t seem to mind. She scrambled up onto her clean, quilt-covered bed, and her legs were splayed in seconds. She was gorgeously spread out for his pleasure. His fist found his cock and stroked it as he prepared to climb on the bed and claim her. He suddenly wanted to punch a wall. “Damn it. Grace, I have to go out to the car for something.” He hadn’t intended to make love to her. His condoms were in the car.

She smiled a little weakly at him and pointed to the bedside table. “I’ve had college boys in my house for a couple of years and no desire to become a grandmother. I made sure there were condoms in the house.”

And she’d thoughtfully brought them down. She’d manipulated him, and he couldn’t resist her. He reached over and grabbed one. He regarded her with his most menacing stare as he rolled the condom over his grateful cock. “I should have spanked you more.”

“Later. Right now, please f*ck me, Sir.”

He crawled over her, hooking her knees over his elbows, pushing her legs even further apart. She was completely open to him. Her perfectly shaved * was coated with cream. It was begging him to come in, and he couldn’t resist the temptation one more second. He lined his cock up, swirling it in her juice to moisten it, and slowly, painstakingly began to push his way in.

She was so tight and hot around his cock. Her * was a sultry cave he needed to explore. Her eyes were closed and her mouth slightly open. She sighed as he forced himself in another inch. “Open those eyes, little one.”