The Naughty List (4 page)

“Yes.”

He
pushed her leg aside, creating an even more awkward position for her. “Next
time you disobey, I’ll use the paddle. You won’t sit comfortably for the rest
of our time together.”

She
tried to take that as a threat but it sounded so damn good. She clenched around
his fingers in anticipation. The idea of him spanking her had her hot already.
She tried to have some sense of remorse for not playing by the rules, but the
punishment felt so fucking good. And now with him playing with her pussy, she
didn’t know which way was up or down.

“Kneel
on the floor and finish the blow job.” He removed his hands and leaned back.
She was so needy. Every part of her pussy ached for his touch.

She
moved to the floor and stared at his cock. His balls were drawn tight as if he
were close, and she couldn’t help leaning forward and lapping at his sac. He
watched her with heavy lidded eyes.

“Suck
me,” he commanded.

She
shifted slightly feeling the warmth of her bottom against her feet. Her hands
moved up his inner thighs as she opened her mouth to take him inside. A hand
fisted in her hair, tugging slightly as he set the rhythm for her movements.
God, he felt good. The silent commands. The heavy cock in her mouth. He rocked
against her, thrusting between her lips as she dragged her tongue along the underside
of his shaft. She cupped his balls in her hand and sucked harder.

“Ah,
fuck.” Hot bursts of spunk filled her mouth and she swallowed, taking
everything he had to give. He rocked against her, holding her still with one
hand while he held himself up with the other.

When
he pulled away from her, he met her eyes. “Are you wet?”

She
nodded.

“Good.
You’re going to eat dinner that way.” He stood and went to the bathroom to grab
a terry robe. “Punishment enough, I think.”

She
stood and took the robe from him. He bent to grab his boxers and pulled them
on. Her pussy was swollen and needy. Sitting still for an entire dinner
wouldn’t be her idea of a fun time.

“I
think I’d rather have the paddle, Sir.”

He
turned to her. He didn’t seem to think too hard about her bargaining. “Very
well, then. Lay back. Let me take care of you.”

She
lay back on the bed, tossing the robe to the side. He spread her legs wide
enough for his shoulders and dipped his head. The soft swipe of his tongue had
her arching against him. He gripped her arms to her sides, holding her in place
while he continued to eat her pussy. She wanted to fuck his face. To rub her
pussy over his lips and tongue. Closing her eyes, she knew he’d keep control.
He lapped at her pussy lips before drawing one between his teeth, nibbling. He
completely avoided her clit to the point she thought she’d die.

“You’ve
got the sweetest cunt.” He swirled his tongue along her opening. “So pretty. I
don’t think I’ll ever get enough.”

“Please.”
She panted. “Please, Scott.”

He
drew her clit between his lips and sucked. Like a live wire shooting through
out her body, Piper jerked, tensing as pleasure flooded through her. He moved
slightly lower to thrust his tongue inside her moist heat and she cried out,
sagging against the mattress in complete content.

“Come
on.” He let her wrists go and pressed a kiss to her inner thigh. “We have food
to eat.”

Piper
wasn’t sure she could walk. The hunger burning in her belly wasn’t for food,
but she figured that was the least of her worries. She needed energy for the
night and food was the best fuel she’d get.

Chapter Five

Scott
lit candles for their dinner and settled at the table with Piper. He’d poured
them wine and dished out their food, from the best Chinese place in the city.
He leaned back watching her, wearing his bathrobe, eat it up. He wanted to
think that once their contract ended that they could go back to work and remain
completely professional. It was a foolish thought. Piper was what he wanted.
Everything about her complimented him. He’d never find a harder working woman
to fill her place and if he didn’t find a way to keep things platonic after
Christmas then he just may find himself in a bind of his own.

“Why
are you so deep in thought?” she sipped her wine. “You haven’t even touched
your food.”

He
shook his head. “I don’t know.”

She
stared at him. “You can tell me. I think we’re beyond being modest about
anything with one another.”

He
grinned and forked a bite of his sweet and sour chicken. “I was just thinking
about after Christmas.”

She
lifted her wine. “Ready to get rid of me so soon?”

He
frowned. “Of course not.”

He’d
move her in if she didn’t object to it. That thought scared him. He’d never
lived with a woman and had never had the urge to. He’d shared a bed with women
for a few nights, but he never thought about a permanent arrangement. Piper had
him thinking about those things. Had him wanting more than what their contract
offered.

“Then
why are you rushing things?” She pulled her legs up in the seat with her as she
sat back and drank her wine. “You do this all the time. You think a million
years down the road instead of living in the moment. Enjoy the moment.”

He
ate his food, choosing not to comment. She was right. He couldn’t live in the
moment because the moment always changed. Decisions made in haste could leave
him desperate in the future. He already felt some of that now.

“If
I’m not allowed to work, you’re not allowed to think about after Christmas.”

He
chuckled. “Fine. Deal.”

Piper
stood and walked to him, settling on his lap. She leaned in to kiss him and
pressed her forehead against his. “You look sad.”

He
sat his fork aside and turned to her. “You make everything better.”

“What’s
wrong?” She smoothed her thumb along his chin. “Tell me.”

He
turned to the side and let out a breath. “I’m sad Santa’s bringing me coal this
year. I mean, I try to be good, but you…you make me naughty.” He leaned in,
whispering against her lips. “And I like it.”

She
chuckled. “Don’t blame me. I’m good most of the time.”

“Is
that right?” He slipped his hand the gap of her robe. “No panties. Wet pussy.
That’s not really the description of a good girl.”

She
held his hand between her legs. “Take me to the bedroom and I’ll show just how
good I can be.”

Scott
stood with her in his arms. No more encouragement was needed. He carried her to
the bedroom and set her on her feet beside the bed. Slipping the sash from the
robe, he pushed the lapels open and revealed her naked body. Her nipples were
dark and hard under his gaze. He brushed them with his thumbs and met her eyes.
Every time he saw her his cock responded.

“Get
on the bed face down.”

She
shrugged out of the robe and got on the bed naked. The idea of tying her to his
bed and fucking her made his cock ache with need. She needed to be punished
before pleasured and damn, he couldn’t wait to get to pleasuring. He restrained
her arms while lifting her hips so that her ass stuck out, ready for his
paddle. Dammit, he loved the sight of her waiting patiently for a spanking. It
turned her on far more than he ever expected and the idea of it had him damn
near coming in his pants. Piper Walsh was definitely a naughty girl no matter
how much she pretended to be nice.

He
got the paddle out and she glanced over at him. She liked him taking her the
way he wanted. She liked him in control of things in the bedroom. The look of
anticipation on her face said more than words ever would. She wanted him to
fuck her and love her unlike anyone else.

And
he planned on doing just that.

“I’m
starting to think that you enjoy spankings too much.” He carried the paddle
over to the bed. “That’s not a nice girl.”

She
wiggled her ass. “Who the fuck wants to be nice at a time like this?”

He
grinned. “You said to take you to the bedroom. You’d show me how nice you can
be.”

She
dropped her head down. “Nicely submissive.”

“Ah.”
He rubbed her ass with his hand. “I like nice submissives.” He leaned in and
kissed her ass cheek. “I like naughty ones too.”

He
palmed the paddle, loving the weight and feel. Playing bedroom games had never really
been on his list of fun things to try in the city. He never felt a connection
with a woman deep enough to go there with her. Piper had been the one to
suggest it. In her drunken state, she told him in vivid detail what she wanted
him to do. The paddle was something he’d bought for her.

The
paddle smacked against her ass and she yelped. It left a harsh sting and Piper
probably needed a few smacks to warm up and get the true feeling for it. He
smacked the other cheek getting the same reaction from her. Her cheeks clenched
and she tugged at the binds.

“Too
much?” He didn’t think so but he wanted to make sure.

“No.”
She dropped her head down. “I love it.”

He
smacked her ass again. “You’re not supposed to love it. It’s supposed to be a
punishment.”

“Then
spank me more.” She tugged at her binds when he did. “Ahh.”

Once
her ass was rosy, he moved to a harder punishment. He got the undersides of her
ass, a sensitive spot that would make her remember this moment for a few days
when she sat down in a chair. Her pussy was sopping wet. Scott stopped and
slipped his fingers between her legs.

“Do
you need a dick in you, sweetheart?” He pressed a finger inside her tight
entrance. “Your pussy is drenched.”

“Please.”

He
stepped back and grabbed another item he’d bought for her. The thick dildo was
a sore representation of his real thing but it vibrated and he wanted her to
feel it. He took it back to her. When he pushed it inside her, she gasped and
turned, looking over her shoulder.

“That’s
not what I had in mind.”

He
grinned and pressed the dildo on. “I’m not done spanking your ass.”

The
mixture of pleasure and pain had her writhing in the binds. She tugged and
pulled as he smacked her ass with the paddle and cried out every time the dildo
pressed against her G-spot.

He
pulled the dildo out and pushed it back in. “Come for me, sweetheart.”

She
cried out so loudly he wondered if the neighbors would hear. He pulled the
dildo out and set it to the side. She was hardly through having orgasms and the
look on her face said that she knew they were only getting started.

Scott
took a deep breath. Santa sure as hell would pass out if he walked in on them
in the throes of passion. Licking his lips, he went to undo her binds. She was
plenty warmed up for the next round and he couldn’t wait any longer.

****

Piper
let him roll her to her back and retie her binds. This time he added ankle
cuffs to keep her spread eagle on his bed. Rose buds stuck to her sweaty skin
and in the faint candlelight she was sure a look of satisfaction permanently
marked her face. She loved this. Loved how he took all the shit she’d told him
in the Bahamas and made it a reality. Made it better than she could ever dream.

“No
more fake cocks.” She dropped her head back. “I want the real thing.”

He
chuckled. “I’ll give you what I want you to have. I thought we established that
earlier.”

She
stared at the massive bulge at his crotch. “I want that.”

“Duly
noted.” He moved between her legs. “I want this.”

His
finger ran the length of her slit. Her nipples beaded into tight little points
the more he teased her. Her sex was swollen and completely aroused. She’d had
an orgasm but her body craved more. She needed to feel him inside her. It was a
snowball effect. He got her hot and she got him hot. It kept growing and growing
until she thought it would never end.

He
rimmed her opening, circling it with his fingers like he had all the time in
the world. Nerve endings awakened and rejuvenated. She wanted him to fill her.
To fuck her like never before.

“You
are always so wet for me. Do you get this wet at the office?”

She
closed her eyes. “Sometimes.”

“What
do you do?”

“I
got to the bathroom.” She swallowed. She felt heat gather in her cheeks. “I
masturbate.”

His
lips pressed soft wet kisses along her thighs. “What do you think about that
gets you so hot?”

“Your
big cock.” She swallowed. The admission shouldn’t have embarrassed her. It had
been a while since they’d been to the Bahamas and she didn’t just get rid of
her feelings the moment she sobered up. It seemed like since she’d voiced them,
she wanted it more. Wanted him more.

“So
you pressed your fingers inside your pussy and fucked yourself thinking about
my big cock?” He slipped two fingers inside her and stroked her aching cunt
slowly.

“Yes,”
she panted.

“What
about my mouth? Did you ever think about my mouth sucking on your clit?” To
make a point, he leaned forward and pulled the bundle of nerves between his
lips.

Piper
gasped, gripping the binds. “Yes,” she whispered. “All the time.”

And
she did. He could fuck her any way he wanted. She’d spent more than one time in
the bathroom getting herself off after plenty of dirty images of him fucking
her in his office or on the conference table. She didn’t care if their
co-workers watched and that became the thrill of it. Having him was against the
rules and she loved that they finally broke them.

“I
love your body.” His words had her eyes popping open. “You’re so responsive. So
ready to be loved.”

He
held her pussy open and flicked his tongue along the wet opening. Her ass still
stung from the paddle and she loved the feel of soft sheets beneath it. Piper
arched to him, lifting her hips slightly.

He
worked diligently at his task. Piper whimpered, sweat breaking out on her skin.
He licked and teased, never quite touching her clit. Her thighs trembled as his
tongue slid inside her silky channel. He lifted her hips, sliding his hands
beneath her ass and gripping the sensitive flesh hard. He sucked on her pussy
lips, and ragged pants left her lips. He’d take her there. It’d just be in his
own damn time.

She
clutched the bars on the headboard and reveled in his head between her thighs.
If he wanted to eat her pussy all night who was she to stop him? He took her to
the edge many times before sliding his fingers inside her again. His talented
tongue circled her needy clit and she cried out, writhing on the sheets. The
binds prevented her from moving much and Scott’s large hands held her thighs to
the mattress while he continued his torture. She screamed out again, the
muscles in her lower abdomen tightening as nothing but pleasure flowed through
her.

He
barely gave her time to catch her breath before he moved over her, sliding deep
inside her deprived pussy. He leaned over her, thrusting hard while he sucked
one of her nipples into his mouth. Sex had never felt so good. Never been so
good before in her life. She closed her eyes as he drove her pleasure higher.
She wasn’t sure that she could come again, but she wanted to feel him. He
scraped his teeth against her nipple and she opened her eyes.

“You’re
mine, Piper.” He switched to her other needy nipple while his cock continued to
plunge into her channel. “Say it. Say you’re mine.”

“I’m
yours.”

He
slid deeper and deeper into her grasping pussy and groaned at the tightness.
She wanted her hands on him, her legs wrapped around him. She needed him to
kiss her and love her.

“Come
for me, sweetheart. I want your pussy swallowing my cock and squeezing me so I can’t
leave.” His thumb brushed along her sensitive clit. She didn’t think she had it
in her. He’d dragged so much out of her that one more orgasm seemed impossible.
She panted and focused on his ministrations. Her body needed the release. When
she got there it was a soft ripple and it set him off immediately. Her pussy
clutched him as he filled her, taking her tight cunt hard. He dropped his head
back, shouting his own release, filling her.

God,
she’d never seen a more beautiful sight. A more beautiful man. He dropped
forward onto her, his ragged breathing sounding like he’d run a marathon. He groaned
as he moved, pushing his weight off her so that he could undo her binds.

“You’re
so fucking amazing.” He undid her ankles first. “I’m never going to get
enough.”