Here Comes Trouble (7 page)

My head snapped up, and that’s when I
noticed the mirror. I’d had my head down during the spanking
session and hadn’t seen it, but he’d probably been watching us in
it the entire time.

On the wall across from us was a full-length
mirror, and in it I could see Ian standing behind me, a wooden
object in his hand. The paddle. He planned to fuck me with the
paddle.

“I want you to watch,” he said in a low
voice, his eyes locked on me. “Look at yourself.”

I licked my lips, watching my reflection
mirror the action. Pigtails framed my flushed face. The top few
buttons of my blouse had come undone and my breasts were
threatening to pop out of my bra. I looked wanton, slutty.

And I loved the image.

Ian began to move the paddle, and I closed
her eyes, moaning softly. It was so bad to be letting him do this.
I was going to regret it tomorrow. I was going to feel like a slut.
But right now I couldn’t care less.

“Open your eyes,” he said in a rough voice.
“Or I’ll stop.”

My eyes popped open. I watched as his
fingers came around my right hip and inserted themselves between my
panties and pubic mound, teasing my clit. With his left hand, he
momentarily released the paddle, using his thighs to hold it in me,
and grasped my left breast. Freed it from the bra and squeezed the
nipple between his fingers before moving to the right breast and
doing the same. Both of my breasts were trussed up and on display
for him now. His dark head bent, giving me a view of the top of his
curly hair as he took my earlobe in his teeth and suckled
gently.

“You acted like such a good girl, wouldn’t
give me the time of day. And now look at you. Look at what I’m
doing to you.”

I wanted to tell him to stop talking, but
his words were only making me hotter. It was as if he had a secret
line into my deepest fantasies. How could he know my body so much
better than I did?

Because he’s a player and you’re a
virgin
.

My breasts were hanging out now for them
both of us see, and he began moving the paddle again, mimicking a
thrusting motion with his hips, the fingers on my clit moving in
the same rhythm. I couldn’t look away. The sight of him thrusting
behind me made me more turned on than I’d ever been.

“I’m close,” I whispered.

“I know, sweetheart.”

I couldn’t hold on any longer. I grasped the
duvet tightly with both hands, crying out as the first shudder
ripped through me, my pussy clenching against the handle of the
paddle that was buried inside me. His fingers were still on my
clit, holding me up as I thrashed against him and struggled to pull
away. I wanted it to stop and keep going at the same time.

“Please,” I begged, and he released me. I
feel forward, resting a knee on the bed to keep myself up on shaky
arms.

Our eyes met in the mirror and there was no
denying the look on his face: triumph.

I stood without looking at him and pulled my
panties back into place, straightened my skirt. Now was the moment
I’d been dreading, the one where he was going to tell me he knew
I’d wanted him all along and thanks for the fun time. So before he
could say something that would shatter my already low self-esteem
into pieces, I shut him down.

“Thanks for that. Guess it’s not every day
that someone uses Ian Crawford instead of the other way around.
Enjoy your blue balls.”

His mouth fell open, and if I didn’t know
him for the player he was, I might have actually thought I’d hurt
his feelings. And I wouldn’t have blamed him; never before had I
been that cutting to someone.

Before he could recover himself and say
something back, I quickly left the room.

…

To be continued in
Flirting with Disaster (Ian Crawford,
#2)
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Overexposed Series (BDSM):

His Indecent Proposal

His Dark Secret

Ian Crawford Series (New Adult Erotic Romance):

Here Comes Trouble

Flirting with Disaster (forthcoming)

Under My Skin (Breathless Press)

A Dark Gift (Evernight Publishing, forthcoming)

His Indecent Proposal

Amy Clair is a BFA
graduate searching for work and hoping to prove to her family that
turning down law school wasn’t a huge mistake. When she comes
across an unlikely modeling opportunity with requirements that
match her petite frame, she can’t believe her luck. The owner of
the ad is the gorgeous twenty-nine year old Investment Banker,
Dallon King—but Dallon has a dark side. When he spanks her in the
test photo session and snaps a picture, Amy is shocked to find
herself aroused. Feeling misled and confused, she turns down the
job… Only Dallon won't let her go that easily.

His Indecent
Proposal
is the first novella installment
of the Overexposed Series, an erotic romance with explicit sexual
content, including BDSM elements. As the story continues and Amy
falls deeper into Dallon’s world, their play intensifies and Amy
realizes just how far her desire will take her.