Aurelia
Silence descended and stretched for seconds. I could only hear the sound of my heart beating against my chest. I heard Jayvion's footsteps ascending towards me and I gasped. Oh no.
"Lost your way, Little Writer?" Amusement tinted his velvety voice. I gulped hard and crouched low by the counter and made my way towards the hallway. I was halfway there when I bumped to his long legs.
"Ahhhhhhhh" I screamed and stood upright, dashing to the hallway. I was barefooted so, it was easy for me to run. I didn't take four good steps when he hauled me by the waist and pinned me on the wall. My chest and face pressed tightly on the wall. He pinned both of my hands about my head with one hand.
"Playing hide and seek, Twyla?" He whispered, his voice vibrating through my bones. I was a panting, trapped mess.
"I didn't hear anything" I i gasped, the words coming in shallow pants. I was saying the truth. Except for the fact that I heard the last part. 'Call me when you need me, Vion'
"Fucking little liar. You need to be punished for eavesdropping" he bit my earlobe and I shivered, both in excitement and fear.
"No, you can't..." Slap! His large palm met my butt cheek. A sharp pain reverberated through me, pulling a whimper from my throat.
Slap! He did it again. I can't believe he's spanking me.
"Good girls don't eavesdrop" he murmured, his voice low, a velvety chastisement.
"I'm sorr--"
"Tsk, don't apologize. The deed is done " slap! This time, he spanked me harder. I'm sure I can't even sit for days when he's done with me.
"That hurts" I whimpered in both pain and heat pooled low in my belly. How the hell is it possible to get turned on while spanking? First, with a knife on my throat and now, while spanking? My body is truly a traitor.
"It was supposed to, Little Writer" this time, he ran his hands over my burning butt cheeks soothingly as if to ease the pain he just inflicted.
Asshole.
He let go of me, his eyes taking in my disheveled state. I was wearing a sleeveless black silk lingerie that stopped just above my knee. My curly hair was packed in a messy updo.
"Fucking beautiful" he murmured, tracing a thumb over my lower lip. I glared at him and he smirked.
"Did you just glare at me, Little Writer?" He stepped closer, like a predator stalking towards his prey and I glued myself on the wall. I realized, too late, that I've made a grave mistake so soon after my punishment.
"No... I..." My breath hitched as I felt his hand gliding around my thigh.
"You haven't learned your lesson, have you?" He asked, his hands traveling higher and I lowered my head, trying to give no reaction.
"Eyes on me, love" I must be hypnotized because my body obeyed instantly, locking my gaze on his. A flicker of amusement flashed in his eyes.
Jayvion
She's turned on. I could smell her arousal. Feel it in the clench of her thighs. See it in the hitch of her breath. Fucking perfect. Fucking mine. And she wore this black lingerie. My favorite one. She doesn't know what black means to me. She has no idea what she's doing to me by wearing this. Aurelia is a tease and she's doing that so effortlessly.
But this was a punishment. I wouldn't give her what she wants.
I slid my finger higher, finding her wet and ready. I knew she is. She tense up when I slide that flimsy thong to the side and buried my finger, knuckle deep into her wetness. She threw her head back with a moan at the sudden intrusion.
Watching her eyes shut, mouth agape, disoriented and moaning, awoke something primal in me. I fought the urge to taste those lips of hers. No, I won't. If I do, I'll be giving in. And I don't giving in during a punishment.
"Jayv.." the sound of my name on her breathless lips was my undoing.
"Yes Twyla" I growled, moving my finger with a devastating slowness. I didn't have to put any effort. My fingers are long enough to hit that spot and tip her over the edge. I knew she was close. I didn't start anything but with the way her breathing quickened and the way grinded on my fingers tells me everything. Her body arched towards me. She's fucking responsive.
"More please" a broken moan escaped her lips as she begged. I gave her what she begged for. Adding a second finger, I worked her mercilessly. So fast that her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her moans grew louder and louder, as she held unto me tightly. She's so close. So fucking close.
"Jayv... I'm... I'm.." Right, she's about to come. I smirked dangerously and pulled my hand away from her leaving her shocked, confused and utterly frustrated.
"Not tonight, Little Writer. This is your punishment"