26. Olivia
26
olivia
“ I was kind of hoping you would forget about that,” I say with a nervous laugh, looking away from his gaze. Truth is, I was hoping he hadn’t. My heart is beating so fast there are spots coloring my vision. Punishing me? I’ve never done anything like this before. And I don’t even know what this is yet! I bite my lip, trapped between Hayes and the counter. But from the vibes he’s been giving off, I didn’t want to give him that much encouragement all at once or this man may go full-on fifty shades.
“Oh siren, I did not forget. You know what I think?” Hayes says, slowly running his fingers down my cheek, his rough thumb tracing across my lips, releasing my flesh from my teeth. “I think you want to be punished,” he says, his voice down a full octave. I can barely breathe, my wide eyes staring into his. He’s not wrong, but…how does he know? “Do you trust me, Olivia?”
“Yes,” I say with a shaky breath. My thighs squeeze together as heat intensifies between them. He’s barely touched me and I’m already starting to come unglued.
A girl could get used to this.
“If I ever do anything you don’t like, or you don’t want, you tell me. In fact, why don’t you pick a safe word so you don’t feel self-conscious about letting me know.”
I swear to God this man can read my mind . He’s right; I’ll absolutely feel awkward speaking up. The curiosity I have about what we would even need a safe word for has me intrigued. My breath catches in my throat and my nipples harden imagining what he has in mind.
“Okay,” I whisper, thinking for a moment. “How about…Zamboni.”
He lets out a belly laugh, his body vibrating against mine. The sound melts my heart just a little bit more.
“Alright. Zamboni it is,” he says as he calms, his eyes still sparking with laughter.
“Is that going to make you have a zam-boner, Hayes?”
He lets out a more villainous laugh, my breath catching in my chest. “You just keep pushing the envelope, don’t you sweet girl? You know what happens to sirens when they keep acting up like this?” he says, all lightness suddenly gone from his voice as he leans into me and whispers, “They get spanked.”
I gasp, heat building in my core. My body stiffens as I stand like a deer in headlights unable to remove myself from his gaze. I’ve never done this before. I’ve never done anything like this before. But, for some crazy reason, I trust Hayes. I know his intentions are more for my pleasure than his. Though I can’t imagine he’s not finding some pleasure in this as well.
Flashing me a devilish smile, he sheds me of his t-shirt and I stand naked before him. We stand-off against one another, his eyes darkening as they take in every inch of my flesh before he turns me, my hips digging into the island.
“Close your eyes, and keep them closed. No peeking. Do you understand?”
My legs wobble at his stern rumble. My God, his serious voice is sexy as hell. I take in a shaky breath and reply, “Yes”.
Standing behind me, his fingers skim up my spine, goosebumps pebbling my flesh as he places his hand between my shoulder blades and gently bends me over the countertop. He takes his time, delicately rubbing his hands down my back, following the trail of his fingertips with gentle kisses along my spine. Every inch of my skin he crosses ignites a fire. A shiver runs through my body as my nipples press against the cold granite. My core is annoyingly empty as his calloused touch teases dangerously close to my ass.
“Olivia, have you ever been spanked?”
Holy fucking shit; this is happening. I breath out a quiet, “No,” as I whimper at the thought of what is about to happen.
Hayes palms my right cheek, his heat comforting until he pulls away, quickly smacking my ass, my body jolting against the granite. The slight sting hits me, but the impact goes straight to my clit. He gently rubs my cheek to soothe the sting, and I writhe at his touch.
More . I gasp, surprised. I want more.
Is there pain? Yes. But it’s like biting into an apple; your gums ache, but somehow it hurts and feels good at the same time. My God, do I want to take another bite of this apple.
“You like that?” Hayes asks, his voice nothing more than a growl.
“Yes,” I breathe, barely able to speak.
Hayes lets out a guttural sound from deep in his throat. “I knew you’d enjoy this.” His hand caresses me once more. “You are such a rule follower, aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
“You don’t like to be in trouble, right?”
“Yes.”
“Yet, you’ve been misbehaving all day today, my sweet siren. Tricking me. Taunting me. Saying you’re sorry for things you shouldn’t.” He groans, his heat washing over me as he kisses my neck between his words. “You need a few more spankings to truly learn your lesson.”
“Yes. I’ve behaved badly today.”
SMACK!
He spanks me again right as I finish that sentence. God, the way he brings forward pain then lovingly rubs over my ass has my soul melting and my cunt dripping.
Hayes moves his hand down to the wetness between my legs, my body opening for him. Desperate for him. Desperate for release.
“ Siren, look how wet you are. Is this turning you on? Do you want more, Olivia?”
“Yes,” I say, my eyes rolling back into my head. “God, yes, Hayes.”
Why is this turning me on so much? His fingers tease, dancing around where I truly want him before lifting away. Maybe it’s the idea of letting go. I whimper, seeking his touch. Maybe it’s because it feels fucking amazing. Maybe I love the thought of Hayes being in control. My body stills, anticipation hanging heavy in the air. Maybe it’s just this sexy-as-fuck man and the dirty things I would let him do to me.
SMACK!
Hayes rubs his hard cock up and down my slit as my legs shake. Pushing my ass back toward him, I moan, “Hayes, I need you inside me.”
He leans down, whispering into my ear, “Such a greedy girl, aren’t you? You want this dick? You’re going to have to beg me for it.” He slaps my ass once more, the timber of his voice echoing around us.
My cunt is aching for his cock once more, and I am barely holding on. “Please, Hayes, please fuck me. I need to feel your cock inside me again. Please!”
His hardness presses up against me, letting me know just how turned on he is. He’s turned on by me. Is this really happening? My pulse quickens at the thought as his woodsy sent surrounds me. “That’s my good girl. I’m gonna fuck you from behind, while I spank this gorgeous ass of yours.”
I moan as he starts to push inside me, but he stops and sighs, my entire body going rigid at the sound.
Oh shit. Did I do something wrong ? I’ve never done this before…did I say something wrong? I force myself to relax, my body tense against the frigid counter. This is a horrible time to mentally spiral.
I clear my throat, Zamboni sitting on the tip of my tongue. “Everything okay?” I nervously ask.
“Yeah. Just… fuck . The condoms are in the bedroom. Hold on,” he says in a frustrated breath, hesitating before pulling away.
I breathe a sigh of relief, reminding myself, once again, Hayes is not going to make me feel embarrassed. He’s not going to make me feel judged or less than. He isn’t him.
“Hayes,” I turn my head back to face him and grasp his wrist, “I’m on the pill. I just got tested a few days ago at my doctor appointment, and I’m all good. And I haven’t been with …you know…in well over a month. Months actually. Not trying to pressure you at all, but just so you know…I’m fine with it if you are.”
“I just got tested for everything as well before the season started, so I’m all good here too.” Unsure silence blankets the two of us, my heart racing as I wait. “Olivia, are you sure? I don’t want to make you feel pressured either.”
“Hayes, I’m sure. I…I just don’t want you to leave me right now.”
I can’t see him from this angle, but I can sense the sweet grin on his face. And he doesn’t hesitate a moment longer, pressing inside me with a gentle snap of his hips.
“Oh, dear God in heaven, Olivia you feel even better like this. You are so fucking tight on my bare cock,” he says as he pumps in and out of me. And, oh my fucking God, he’s feels much bigger inside me from this angle. He smacks my ass again as he picks up his pace and I arch my back, feeling his balls slapping near my clit, nearly sending me into orbit.
“Holy shit. Hayes, that feels incredible…” I say with a whimper, my body shaking with pleasure.
Hayes lets out his own loud, growling moan as he pounds into me. Harder. Faster. Deeper. My God, this man has skills.
“Olivia, you’re fucking killing me with that dirty mouth of yours. You are my perfect little siren,” he says almost breathless. I arch against him, my fingers curling around the edge of the counter as my eyes roll into the back of my head. Digging his fingers into my hips, he holds me steady, finding his release as he explodes inside me.
Still inside me, he places soft kisses along my shoulders. The pleasure and safety I feel with this man have my heart beating like it’s found a new rhythm it can’t live without. And feeling him come inside me, no barriers between us, my pulse slows and my body relaxes against the counter as my mind settles. I have never felt more complete in my entire life.