Firebird by Annabel Joseph

Author:Annabel Joseph [Joseph, Annabel]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: General, Romance, Erotica, Fiction, Contemporary
ISBN: 1607377497
Google: 3DI0YAAACAAJ
Amazon: B003Z9JOH8
Publisher: Loose Id LLC
Published: 2010-06-15T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Before she even arrived at Jackson’s house, Prosper was beside herself with excitement. She rang the bell and waited with her legs pressed together and her arms crossed over her chest. It was freezing. He’d offered to come to her place, but Prosper had no desire to spend any more time there than she had to.

She heard the lock turn, and there he was. Scary blue eyes, weed-whacker hair, and that smile… Jackson pulled her in the door and crushed her to his chest. She felt all the tension and anxiety of the day fade away. His rough lips covered hers. His mouth captured her moans, and sparks shot to her breasts and down into her pelvis. He reached under her dress, felt the stockings. He snapped a garter against the back of her thigh, which made her jump; then he dipped his fingers between her legs. She held on to his shoulders, made a noise as he probed her so deeply she had to rise up on her toes. Same intimate greeting every time. She lived for it.

He drew away, and his hands went to his belt. “Did you touch yourself since I saw you last?”

“No, Sir.” She shrank back as he pulled it off and clutched her hands together. “I wanted to…but I—I didn’t.”

He scrutinized her as if gauging her truthfulness. Then he doubled the belt over and pointed to a spot on the floor.

“Kneel. Bend over. Forehead on the floor.”

Her mouth fell open. She’d told the truth, and he was going to punish her anyway. “Please, I didn’t—” At a sharp crack of the belt on the floor, she scooted forward. She knelt and braced herself as he pulled up her skirt. It was so unfair!

She made fists next to her face when the first blow fell. She was terrified that soon she’d have to use them to shield herself, to push herself up from the floor and run away. Two, three, four, each harder than the last. She didn’t know what was more painful, the bite of the leather on her flesh or the fact that she was being punished for no reason at all. She supposed there was a reason—he wanted her to take it. But each new blow had her doubting her ability to please him, doubting her ability to take the pain. His belt fell hard against her ass, impact that grew and bloomed into a raw, burning sensation. She whined against the floor, taking deep breaths to steady herself. The strokes fell on top of one another, building to an impossible level of stinging torment. She shifted away from him, collapsing on her side, automatic self-preservation. His displeased grunt barely registered through the panic in her brain, the fire in her ass cheeks. He tapped her hip with the belt.

“Up.”

His voice was low and stern, a provocative rumble that made her shudder. She righted herself, put her ass back in the air, and braced for more pain. He was trying to hurt her, and that thought both aroused and scared her.

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