Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 70574 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70574 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
When he stood in front of me, he said, “So how do you go about this ridiculous act? Want me to turn around and let you whip me? Lean over the railing? Hands and knees? Whatever your perverted head wants, just let me know.” He leaned down to look me square in the eyes. “There’s nothing you can do to scare me, Eli. You may know all my weaknesses, but I know yours as well.” He winked smugly. “May the best man win.”
Oh, my. Game on.
“You don’t want to go inside to avoid the cameras?” I asked, shock lacing my voice, I was certain. It would be a stretch to think I’d gotten lucky enough to go from virgin Ari to exhibitionist Ari. That shit only happened in fantasy land, right?
He placed his hands on my knees to brace himself while he continued to try and stare me down. “Cameras don’t scare me either. As a matter of fact, I think I might enjoy putting on a bit of a performance. I mean…if you’re embarrassed, I totally understand, and we can—”
He never got a chance to finish the sentence. One minute he was leaning over me, cocky grin on his handsome face, and in the next minute I’d yanked him forward and had him draped over my lap. With another quick move, I used my right leg to loop around his legs in order to help hold him in place. One of my hands wrapped around the back of his neck and the other one yanked his sweats down to reveal his delicious globes. He squirmed, squealed, and then ended with a string of curse words, but I didn’t allow him to escape what I found to be the most fucking glorious position in the world.
“Fuck, Eli! Give a guy a second to prepare, would ya?” He squirmed again, and I gave his right cheek a firm swat. “Are you being serious right now? Pull my pants back up this instant!” he demanded with yet another twist of his ass. While all his plumpness was nice and firm, it still gave a nice bounce when he wiggled vigorously.
“Please don’t act like you didn’t know your spanking would be bare ass, angel,” I answered with a laugh. Leaning over, I kissed each cheek and whispered, “I thought you wanted to put on a show for the cameras? Isn’t that what you said?” Sitting back up, I allowed my finger to slide between the tightness of his cheeks before stopping with a firm push against his opening. Still wet from lube, it would be so easy to push my finger inside, but I didn’t—only gave enough pressure for him to feel I was there. He’d be too sore for much else for the remainder of the day.
“Well, excuse me, Eli,” he sputtered, “for not realizing you meant to bend me over your knees and spank my bare ass like I was a child!”
He swiveled his head around to stare at me, indignation written all over his face and in his eyes. With his dyed hair, he looked somewhat different, but Ari’s beauty couldn’t be hidden with a box of hair coloring. How could he have ever thought he could do anything to hide himself from me? Hell, when he walked into a room, I knew it before my eyes even found him because every damn nerve in my body would begin to tingle with lust and ownership.
“You do realize this kind of shit doesn’t turn me on?” he huffed indignantly.
The sizzling sparkle in his green eyes and the way his cock continued to plump told a completely different story than the words coming from his mouth but none of that mattered. If Ari said no, then no was the answer. Having said that, I wanted him to acknowledge his desires and not be ashamed of them. I wanted him to trust me enough to let himself go and tear down the walls surrounding his sexuality.
“Of course, I realize that, angel. Every man’s cock gets incredibly hard when they aren’t turned on,” I countered with a bit of sarcasm. I spread my legs wide enough to trap his cock between my legs and then closed them back just tight enough to give him the ability to gain some friction between my thighs with only the slightest movement on his part. I thought about trying to manipulate him by issuing another dare or insinuating he was afraid but smashed that idea out of my head before I could allow it to gain traction. The things I knew about Ari—his perceived weaknesses—could not and would not be used as ammunition against him. I’d already crossed that line once on this trip, and I didn’t intend to do it again. “All you have to do is tell me no and this game ends. Say the words, angel. I would never ask you to do something you didn’t want to do.”