Another smack shut her mouth because she had to concentrate on breathing.
“You need to learn focus,” Hutch proclaimed. “Oh, I’m sure the science whiz kid knows how to focus on a problem, but when we’re alone together you’re going to focus on me, and I’m damn straight going to focus on you. We’re on the same page now. You’re interested in the lifestyle, and I’ve been in it for a long time. Though you should understand I’m not even close to being full time. I like to play.”
That worked for her. “The couple I know are pretty much play partners in the bedroom only. Though Remy will get bossy from time to time.”
That big hand kept moving over her skin, stroking her. “I’ll have to thank Lisa the next time I see her because I had no idea how I was going to play this vanilla. Now be still unless I hurt you or scare you.”
“You’re not going to scare me. I want to explore this, and you are so not scary.” He was adorable and hot and sexy and…
She bit back a shriek because he’d meant business with that slap. It had been hard and sharp and sent a bolt through her system.
“That’s right,” he said, his voice going low. “Keep quiet or your neighbors are going to wonder what’s happening. Do you think they’ll be surprised that the sweet, innocent genius next door likes to get her ass slapped? Do you think they’ll be horrified when they find you out in the open with a man fucking you with his fingers? Eating your pussy on your balcony in the middle of the night? Because I intend to do all of those things. If you don’t stay quiet, I can always find a gag for that pretty mouth of yours. How scary am I now, Noelle?”
She thought about starting a lecture on how she was only beginning to explore and wasn’t all that interested in gags of any kind, but his hand was right there, and Lisa had told her that there came a point in time when a sub had to indulge the Dom. “Very scary. Why don’t we go to the bedroom?”
She had lots of neighbors. Sure it was dark out, but there was the possibility that someone had binoculars and happened to be up at this time of the night.
“It’s too late for that.” He pulled at the waist of her pajama bottoms and exposed her ass to the cool air. “Fuck, you’re pretty.”
He was looking at her ass. Staring at it and likely ignoring the fact that she had a bunch of scars. Some from the initial accident and many from the subsequent surgeries. She’d seen them in the mirror, contorting herself so she could get a glimpse after she’d been able to stand long enough to manage it.
But if he was saying he thought she was pretty, why shouldn’t she believe it? His cock hadn’t wilted at the sight. A woman didn’t have to be perfect to be beautiful.
She felt…sexy.
She wriggled on his lap, trying to make him as on edge as she was.
He slapped her cheeks again. “I’m going to start your training, brat. Do you know what a brat is? I’m not talking about some nasty, snot-nosed kid. I’m talking about a cheeky little sub who gets her ass smacked and then fucked. Now answer my question because you forget I’ve done my homework on you. You haven’t had a boyfriend in months. At least that’s what your friend told me. How long has it been?”
How could he expect her to talk when she was bare ass and over his lap? “A long time. I don’t remember the exact date or anything, but at least two years. I broke up with my boyfriend to concentrate on finishing my grad degree, and then I was starting my lab and I didn’t…damn it, I didn’t want anyone until I saw you.”
“That makes me happy. Not the ‘you haven’t had sex’ part. Like I said I wouldn’t care if you’d had someone last night. I’m happy you want me because I took one look at you and lost my damn mind.” His hand moved over her cheeks and then lower. “I asked because I want to take my time if it’s been a while. I’ll be honest. I pretty much want to take my time no matter what. Tell me your pussy’s wet.”
Her pussy had become the center of her whole world because his fingers were close. He hadn’t pulled her pajama bottoms and underwear all the way down so they trapped her legs. Like he’d tied her up. “I’m very wet.”
She could feel how wet she’d gotten. She wouldn’t be able to sleep in those undies.
She gasped when she felt his finger slide between her thighs and over her labia. He was touching her. She was over his lap and his fingers were playing in her pussy and they were sitting on her balcony where anyone could see them.