They felt heavy, swollen. More blood rushed to the already-sensitive tips, and they hardened until the sensation became a pleasure/pain all its own. His stare lashed them like a live wire, a stunning jolt across each nipple.
God, she didn’t think she’d ever been more aroused, and Hunter had barely touched her.
His gaze drifted down her stomach, hesitated on the winking ruby at her pierced navel, then lingered between her thighs. Kata squeezed them together, trying to ease the ache. That only made the desire sharper. She needed relief.
Kata shifted a hand to the lace shielding her pussy and pressed in, rotating her fingers over her sensitive flesh. She gasped. Euphoria rolled through her as tingles danced under her skin. The ache sweetened. God, she was so close . . .
Hunter grabbed her wrist, exerting just enough pressure to lift her fingers an inch. “Your orgasms are mine. I say when and how. You don’t have permission to come.”
That didn’t fit in her fantasies. She jerked against his hold.
He didn’t let go. “I more than warned you. You’ve got at least one punishment coming. Want more?”
“You have no right to—”
“Last night changed everything. Own up to the fact that you want this, and take off that wet thong if you want to keep it in one piece.”
Anger and desire tumbled together, churning and roiling inside her. In that moment, Kata was royally pissed—but she also wanted him like hell.
With a curse, she grabbed the little thong clinging to her hips and jerked it down ungracefully until she was as bare as the day she was born. “Happy?”
“Nice.” That cocky half-smile curled up the corner of his mouth. “Spread your legs shoulder-width apart.”
“What? Are you going to inspect me?”
“If I wanted to, I would. In due time, I will. At some point, I’ll have that pretty cunt waxed from top to bottom so you can feel every lick of my tongue. But right now, I told you to spread your legs. Hesitate again, and that will be punishment number two.”
Kata gritted her teeth but complied. Not because she was afraid of him but because, despite the anger simmering just under her skin, heaven help her, she wanted to.
“Excellent.” His stare lasered in on her pussy . . . then rose to meet her gaze. “You’re very wet.”
It was true, but she hated giving him too much power over her. “Maybe my wetness has nothing to do with you.”
Hunter shook his head. “You’re just racking the spankings up tonight, honey. That’s two punishments. Unless you want a third, I suggest you get your fingers on that pussy and start rubbing. I’ll tell you when to stop.”
Her pulse jumped. Touching herself for show was one thing, but... “M-masturbate in front of you?”
“For me. Get busy.”
The challenge in his tone both made her bristle and ache. She swallowed.
Kata had never done this for any lover, but she wanted to drive Hunter mad with lust, then hold out on him. Make him regret ever pushing her.
She smiled coyly. Their gazes met, fused for an electric moment. Then she caressed a line down her stomach slowly, finally reaching the apex of her thighs. She diverted from her clit, slipping lower to press two fingers inside her snug depths.
Sensation rolled over her in a hot wave, a delicious pleasure that had her gasping. Somewhere in the back of her head, she marveled at how hot and slick she felt, but the invasion stole her breath, her thoughts.
Kata tangled her free hand through her hair, pulling her fingers through the silky mass, until she reached her breast. She cupped it, pinched her nipple, and moaned.
Her head spun. The sugary ache stretched the moment as pleasure buzzed inside her. A wave of dizziness threatened to send her tumbling deep into a chasm of need. Kata groped for the wall beside her and hung on tight as she eased her fingers deeper inside her pussy.
Hunter tensed. The way he gripped his thighs told her he was exercising superhuman restraint not to throw her to the cold tile and fuck her into next week. “Rub your clit.”
Gladly. The little knot of nerves had swollen to twice its normal size. As she withdrew her fingers and dragged them up and settled them over her clit, a new wave of tingles crashed through her. Knowing that Hunter’s eyes were on her made Kata shudder, gasp. Normally with self-pleasure, it took at least ten minutes to orgasm. Now, after the barest of touches, she felt a heartbeat away from an explosion that would flatten her.
Kata’s fingers shook as she dragged in a shuddering breath. So damn close. Oh God . . . One more good swipe would do it. Her knees were unstable beneath her, and her heartbeat roared in her ears. She anticipated this orgasm like crazy. Needed it.
“Stop.” Hunter pulled her hand away from her pussy, then moved behind her, until he pinned her wrist at the small of her back.
“Damn it, no!” she groaned.
He said nothing, merely grabbed her other hand, then held both together behind her in an unyielding grip that aroused her even more.
Her breathing accelerated. Even without the stimulation to her clit, she still felt a split second from orgasm. And the heat of his body blanketing her back, his free hand moving her long hair off her neck, just before he kissed his way across her sensitive skin . . . Kata shuddered, her senses on overload.
“Please . . .” God, she hated herself for begging, but she couldn’t stop it.
He edged to her side, caressed his way down her spine, rough fingertips sliding over her skin. She trembled, arched into his touch.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered.
Hunter made her feel that way, like a goddess. She loved the way he seemed crazy with desire for her.
Suddenly, his touch disappeared. Kata held her breath, expectation thrumming through her. Then thwack! He struck her ass with a solid palm.
She yelped. “What the hell are you doing?”
“I promised to punish you, so I am,” he growled.
Fire began to crawl across the right cheek of her ass, stunning Kata mute. Only the rhythm of Hunter’s hot breaths on her shoulder and his grip on her wrists told her that he remained behind her. Then he slapped her left cheek with equal force.
He repeated the process again. Then again.
Her rear began to throb, become a luscious starburst of sensation. That ache joined the one behind her clit. Need escalated. Her heart slammed into her ribs. Her knees buckled.
Hunter hooked an arm around her waist to hold her upright, his fingers hovering over her pussy. Kata sucked in a breath in anticipation, but he didn’t touch her, leaving her to dangle at the edge of overwhelming need.