I cupped the globes of her ass, giving them a firm squeeze before granting her a harsh smack. "So, you really didn't sleep with him?"
"No, I want only you Jared. My hope was to make you understand how it feels to be used and treated badly. But I deceive you, and you should spank me for it." My heart swelled in my chest and relief washed over me just hearing that she hadn't been intimate with him. I knew this made me a hypocrite, but I didn't care. She was all mine.
The cool room already felt warm and I swallowed hard, staring down at the black lacy material of her panties. This weekend was all about her, and me giving her whatever she wanted. I needed to show her how much I regretted what I had done and now I desperately wanted to regain her trust. Of course, I knew that one weekend wasn't enough, but at least it was a start. I tugged on the waistband of the delicate material, gently pulling it down her legs. "I don't like to be lied to." My voice deepened as I got into character. She wanted a rough night and that's exactly what she was going to get.
Licking over my bottom lip, I was enjoying the way she would wiggle her bottom, impatiently waiting for me to spank her. My fingernails raked up the back of her legs and over her ass before anxiously giving her what she craved.
I delivered a firm, sharp smack to her bottom, grinning at the way her whole body would tense, just before my hand made contact with her over heated flesh. Still, she groaned happily with my efforts. We weren't in 'that' kind of relationship and technically this wasn't really a punishment. I was simply giving her what she requested. She remained quiet as I sporadically rubbed my hand over her inflamed skin and allowed my fingers to delve between her folds. She was absolutely soaked. Grinning, I smiled at how receptive she was to this kind of play. When I was satisfied with the bright shade of crimson, I wrapped my fingers around her long, dark hair. Tugging hard, I urged her to turn and face me. "I want you on that bed. Hands and knees, right now."
Her lips curved upward and she got up, stripped down and climbed onto the massive bed. "You really like this, don't you? I'd say that either you have some dark fantasies, or you lied to me and have done this with someone before me." I unbuttoned my shirt as I stared down at her perfect body, positioned and ready for me. "So, which is it?" I asked, focusing on the wetness glistening between her legs.
Twisting her head back to glance in my direction and responded. "I've already told you that I've never done this before."
I slapped her red bottom one last time. "So, you have fantasies of being spanked and having rough sex. Nothing wrong there, I'm certainly not judging you." She rose to her knees and spun around. Sliding her hands under the open fabric of my shirt, she moved them over my shoulders. The shirt slipped down my arms and I dropped it onto the floor. With a smirk, she pushed me down on the bed and fell onto the mattress next to me. "Jennifer." I warned.
"You said I could do whatever I want, right?" She straddled my hips and I sat up, only to be shoved right back down.
"Jennifer-" Her mouth covered mine and my hands instantly tangled in her hair, attempting to pull her down against me.
Jen wasn't having it, and her hands circled my wrists, laying them down next to my head. "Keep them there." I couldn't help but smile at her sudden aggressiveness.
"You're being real bossy for someone who just had a spanking."
"Shut up." She demanded, pressing her finger against my lips. Sliding down my body, she placed kisses from my neck all the way down to the waistband of my jeans.
"Jen," I whispered as her fingers unbuckled my belt. With a smile on her face, she unfastened my jeans and moved back up to again straddle me. Leaning forward, she gripped my hands and placed them on her hips. "You're getting a little too cocky for me." I whisper into her ear as I flipped her, violently. Pushing her legs apart with my knee, I stared into her eyes. "Sorry, I wouldn't make a very good submissive. I like being in control far too much."
I trailed my fingers down the center of her body and fingers circled her clit as I continued to shove my tongue into her mouth. I promised myself that this would be her weekend, but the bastard in me couldn't even hand over control for a short time.
I teased her slit with my fingers, dipping them between her slick folds a few times before plunging them in. Jennifer was so receptive and my fast, deliberate strokes had her knees buckling in under two minutes flat. I couldn't wait to be inside of her.
Pleased with my efforts, I cupped her breast, swirling my tongue around her nipple, and listening to her soft moans. I loved the way her fingers twisted in my hair as she pulled me closer to her abused flesh. Flicking my tongue back and forth, I sucked her hardened bud into my mouth, gently biting down. "Jared I want you."
I stared down at the faded bite marks and kicked my jeans off as I reminded myself that we were meeting her family tomorrow. The last thing I wanted, was for her father to notice the imprint of my teeth on her tender flesh when I met him for the first time.
Her breath hitched in her throat as I pushed into her and began thrusting my hips slowly. I suddenly wanted to take my time with her and make sure she was thoroughly pleased. Jennifer began digging her fingernails into my shoulders and her legs wrapped tightly around me.
When her pleas for me to speed up were ignored, she started shifting her hips. Dropping down to my elbows, I pushed the hair from her eyes and realized at that moment that maybe I had really changed. Of course, I still had my own selfish needs, but all I cared about right then was making her feel good.
Watching her teetering, right at the edge, about to explode any minute, was amazing. A few hairs stuck to her sweaty forehead and her mouth dropped open. The powerful orgasm struck like a bullet. Jennifer's eyes closed and she was gone, lost in pleasure. Her body convulsed around mine and I knew that I wasn't far off. Pulling out, I finished myself off, spilling across her belly.
Once I caught my breath, I grabbed some of the Kleenex next to the bed and cleaned my mess. "Let's go get in the shower." She suggested, sounding exhausted.
"You go ahead, I'll be there in a minute." I sat up on the edge of the bed and let out a deep breath, watching until she disappeared. I knew deep down, this time was different. I also knew that I could never handle her seeing someone else, so I had to make a move. I didn't need the weekend to tell me how I felt, I already knew... I was falling for her.
