No, not good, it felt phenomenal. Suddenly she was free. Free of the responsibility to monitor what she was doing, checking if it was right, good enough, or any other thing good girls were supposed to keep track of. Doing as she was told meant she could sink into the sensations, let them be the only thing she had to concentrate on.
Hailey flexed her knees to bear down on his hand. Her hips moved back and forth, frantic to get more of his touch. Want drove her to circle and rock. Required to watch as she undulated, seemingly suspended on him, made it even more extreme.
“That’s it,” Jack encouraged softly, his thumb sliding up over her clit. Two fingers tapped her opening and immediately plunged into her because she jammed herself on them. “Good girl. Fuck that, baby.” His whisper a guttural command.
Whimpering and closing her eyes again, Hailey’s hips jerked as her knees straightened and flexed to move her body on his fingers.
“Open, baby. Watch,” Jack murmured.
Gasping at the shattering sensation, her eyes snapped open to watch herself thrust on his hand. His thumb kept at her clit, pressure and movement that drove her wild. Hailey couldn’t get enough, but she worked at it, driving herself onto his fingers.
The erotic freedom of doing exactly what she was told and watching added a voyeuristic layer of intense pleasure that she had no idea what to do with. The pressure was building, burning with each moment. Each desperate twist of her hips, the lurid bounce of her breasts as she tried to get more of him in her made her feel something new, something so deliciously bad that it was shatteringly good.
His other hand disappeared from her waist. “Good girl,” he whispered as that hand connected with her ass in a sharp spank, then another, harder, this one a fire that shot straight to the need between her legs, lighting her up with the power of a back draft released.
Hailey screamed and started coming. Violent shudders ripped through her and the world dissolved. His fingers rammed in while the hand on her ass gripped and held her in place for his fingers to fuck her through the consuming orgasm.
His thrusts slowed to petting, fingers pulled out of her body until his hand between her legs simply gripped her firmly. Ownership was blatant in his hold while his other arm around her waist held her limp body cradled against his.
Hailey drifted down from the shocking high. Her head lolled back on his chest, his head still bent to her neck. She could actually feel the smile on his lips.
His hand dragged slowly out from between her legs as that deep voice again praised her. “My good girl,” he crooned. “So fucking beautiful.”
His arms changed location and she was swept up and cradled like a child against his chest. Curling into him with her arms around his neck was a natural reaction. Her face buried against him, she had no idea where they were headed as he turned away from the door. It didn’t matter.
He sat with her draped across his lap. Lips skimmed up her neck and back down as her body adjusted naturally into him.
“My girl came hard when she got her spanking,” he murmured. “Didn’t she?”
Her face in his neck, Hailey nodded.
Soft kisses swept up to her ear. “Give me your mouth, baby,” he demanded, still whispering.
Trembling, Hailey lifted her face. Licking, he took her mouth slowly, softly, petting her, praising her with his lips, his tongue. The kiss deepened and pleasure enclosed her in a cloud of sensual approval. Her body melted, pressing into the hard man holding her as her head tilted back to give him access, to give him anything, everything.
He bent her back over the couch arm, his hand moving on her still exposed breasts framed by the pulled down material of blouse, bra and vest he hadn’t bothered to remove. She felt more evocatively exposed than being naked. Firm fingers plucked her nipples in gentle pulls, then he palmed her breast in slow circles. It wasn’t