He liked it a lot.
The realization made her a little crazy. She gave a low growl of thwarted desire, lifted her tingling fanny and wiggled it.
She knew very well it was the equivalent of taunting a bull with a bright red flag.
If she thought she’d understood the consequences, she’d thought wrong.
Alex caught her hips from below, keeping her from lowering her ass. She cried out in surprise when he cracked her elevated bottom several times with the paddle. Whap. Whap. Whap.
A surge of animal lust went through her. She continued to wriggle beneath Alex’s paddle, but he didn’t seem to mind the moving target. By the time he gave a low, ominous growl and tossed the paddle onto the bed, Angeline’s ass felt hot and prickly. The delicious sensation had transferred to her sex. Her clit sizzled and burned.
She opened her heavy eyelids a moment later at the sound of paper ripping. She hoped it was Alex opening a condom, and had her prayers answered a moment later when she felt him place his opened palm on her inner thigh.
Their desperate moans twined as his cock slowly carved its way through her melting flesh. He must have had the bed made specifically for his unusual height, because his feet were still on the floor, and he stood upright as he entered her.
“Oh, God,” she groaned when he finally pressed his balls to her buttocks. She felt so overfilled…so incendiary. Her eyes went wide when she saw him reach for the paddle.
He swatted her once while his cock throbbed deep inside her. She exploded like she was dry timber and he’d dropped a lit match on her.
When she returned to Earth, she mistakenly thought it was her thunderous orgasm that was making the bed shake. It only took her a moment, however, to realize it was Alex doing that as he fucked her long, hard and thoroughly, the sounds of his grunts of pleasure ringing through the air. She lifted her hips as far as the ankle restraints would allow her, meeting his thrusting cock, matching him stroke for stroke.
Loving every second of it.
“You little tease,” he grated out as he rocketed into her, filling her to capacity, rubbing some deep, sublime spot that made her eyes cross in pleasure. He swatted her ass with his palm, but it was the sweetest kind of reprimand.
Angeline shut her eyelids tightly, overwhelmed by sensation. Drowning in pleasure. He rode her hard, but in that volatile moment, she didn’t want it any other way. Only this frantic, skin-slapping, total abandonment would do.
He held her hips captive and drove into her to the hilt. She cried out sharply when she felt him jerk inside her. The sensation of Alex’s cock convulsing as he came sent her over the edge. Orgasm slammed into her, the blast of pleasure mixing in her overwrought brain with the sound of Alex’s sharp—almost surprised—shout of ecstasy.
He came down over her a while later. She loved the sensation of his perspiration-damp skin pressing against her own. He gasped next to her ear, his breath coming raggedly, before he landed a kiss.
“You made me lose control, Angel.”
“I meant to,” she whispered between pants.
“I know. We might have to do something about that,” he said as he lightly bit the shell of her ear and she shivered.
“You can try.”
“I plan to.”
“Nothing will work. I like it too much.”
“Like what?” he asked, his voice sounding muffled because he was pressing kisses to her neck.
“When you lose control.”
He grunted. Angeline couldn’t tell if it was in irritation or amusement, but she strongly suspected it was more of the latter.
They never slept on that Christmas Eve.
They asked each other question after question and told insignificant childhood stories. She told him about her teenage dream to become an actress, and he told her about seriously considering entering the NFL draft.
They couldn’t stop touching each other. Again and again, their desire flamed high and they made love. Once they did so without the restraints—Alex making the missionary position and hot, lingering kisses seem like the most erotic way of making love in all the Kama Sutra.
And another time, with Angeline fully restrained—wrists and ankles to the bed. She shocked herself yet again by her total abandonment to the experience.
By her total willingness to give herself to Alex Carradine.