12
MANIC
Addie was curled into me,and every time I moved, she wriggled closer in her sleep.
I’d rubbed her back and ass while she’d drifted off, and she’d fucking squirmed and made soft sounds like a restless kitten.
I took my punishment, I-I’m not a b-brat.
Levi…p-please.
Her words from last night, the sound of her needy sobs, still echoed through my mind. While I was inside her and when I spanked her was the only time her walls came down. She got off on pleasing me, needed it, wanted so badly to be my good girl, and I was betting she didn’t even know why.
I did.
My girl was terrified she’d lose me too. She’d already lost so much. When I spanked her, or praised her, she felt safe, cared for, secure. Eventually, she’d work it out for herself, and I didn’t know how she’d react when that happened.
I took in her beautiful face, dark lashes resting on her cheeks, and slid my hand over her hip, unable to stop from touching her. She’d cried out again last night in her sleep, another nightmare, but she’d settled as soon as I held her tighter, when I whispered that I was there.
This girl was mine.
Her subconscious knew it, even if she was too afraid to admit it. If she thought she could come apart for me like she had last night, so fucking vulnerable and open, showing me what she needed like that, and then walk away as if it was nothing, she was fucking lying to herself.
I’d wanted her since the night she danced around me at a party, but I hadn’t known if she’d be into the same things I was. I’d hoped. I was positive there was a part of her that needed to let go, to hand all the shit weighing her down over to someone else, just for a little while. So I’d teased it here and there. First, dropping a few demands. Bossing her around a little, praising her, rewarding her in subtle ways. She’d responded every time, eyes filling with excitement, a hitch in her breathing, that pulse at the base of her throat fluttering faster. Addison had been fucking made for me.
And not only the way we fucked.
I liked everything, all of it. She was sweet and kind, fierce and loyal. This girl was the whole package. Everything I’d ever wanted and more.
She made a soft sound and pressed her face to my chest.
Christ, I was hungry for her.
I’d gotten hard again not long after I’d had her. My dick strained against her soft belly, and I wanted to ease her to her back and slide inside her, but not more than I wanted to taste her.
She mumbled something, starting to wake but still groggy.
“Roll on your back, baby.”
“Hmm.”
I shifted her how I wanted her. “Spread your legs for me.” Her smooth, brown skin was warm from being against me, her cheeks flushed, and those sexy-as-fuck lips puffy and dark from my kisses.
She blinked up at me. “Levi?”
My heart did a fucking cartwheel hearing my name coming from that perfect mouth. “Yeah, baby. I’m here.” Nowhere else I wanted to be. “Now spread your legs for me.”
The tip of her little pink tongue darted out, swiping over her lower lip, then she did as I said.
I dragged the covers aside and ran my hand between her round tits, giving one of her tight nipples a suck before I kissed my way down her belly. “Gotta have a taste.”
She tried to close her legs. “I need a shower—”
“What you need is my tongue deep inside you.” I spread her pussy and groaned at how slick and puffy she was. “Good girls get rewarded for taking their punishment like you did last night.”
She trembled and I smiled. The way she responded to me was the biggest fucking turn-on. Everything about this woman was a turn-on. I leaned in and lapped at her pretty pussy, groaning at the taste of her.
She whimpered and rolled her hips.