My Sweet Punishment by Amelia Brooks (little red riding hood ebook free .TXT) 📗

At some point, as if taking mercy on me, he finally pressed on some inner point, and I began to tremble in a powerful orgasm, going limp in his strong hands.

There was no trace of the shy, unassuming Mia from the past.

“What are you doing to me?” after catching my breath, I asked softly.

“Nothing you don’t want,” this obnoxious man whispered.

Henry finally let me turn around, and I kissed him fervently. Getting myself away from his lips, I took the gel and began to lather him too, massaging his broad shoulders. The man leaned back, idly watching my actions.

I could also see the tattoo on his chest now. It was... a wolf, glaring at me with its predatory eyes. I grinned. I was right, after all! And this wolf is mine! I kissed the animal’s face, slightly licking his hard chest.

He liked my actions. Henry. He seemed to be devouring me with his eyes. And I suddenly wanted to please him, as he did me.

“Mia…” and it sounded like a warning.

He caught my hand as I practically touched his aroused flesh.

“I want to help you,” I said and looked so serious like saying that it would be hard for him to change my mind.

Henry grinned and moved his hands to the sides, giving me free rein. It was like saying to me, “I’m all yours.” Timidly, I touched on his rock-hard cock, and the man tensed.

“Put your palm around it,” he hardly breathed through his teeth.

And I did. I really don’t have much experience. Or rather, it does not exist at all.

Henry put his hand on top of mine, squeezing it, and setting the right pace. I loved doing it. Feel the velvety skin under my fingers. Slightly protruding veins. I didn’t notice how I started to get turned on with it myself. Again.

I suddenly had another dirty thought, which made me blush deeply. I’d like to feel it in my mouth. Not now… maybe some time later.

“When it’s all healed up there,” he said, grabbing my earlobe with his teeth and pushing into my hand, “I’m not going to control myself.”

Shortly after our “special” bathroom treatments, we sat in the kitchen and had breakfast.

Henry was already wearing a steel-colored business suit, and I was still wrapped in his white terry-cloth robe.

“Can you help me?” the man pointed to a strip of untied tie hanging around his neck.

“Like last time?” I narrowed my eyes playfully, remembering the incident in the car.

“Like last time, we’ll end up in bed,” he said and gave me a look that made my knees buckle. “I have an important meeting coming up, honey. So don’t provoke me.”

I snorted cheerfully and walked over to the man, deftly tying his tie. I was about to move away when Henry pulled me to him and covered my lips with his.

“I wish I could just tell all my work to go to hell and not let you out of my bedroom all week,” he groaned against my lips and pulled away abruptly.

Although I fully shared his mood, I also had plans for this week-off.

“And I still need to go to my mom for a couple of days.  Or maybe I'll stay even longer.”

Mark nodded approvingly at my words.

“I’d drive you, angel, but I have an appointment,” the man said apologetically. “Be sure to call me when you get home.”

Henry called me a taxi and went on his own business. Half an hour later, I drove up to the street of my rented apartment, where another “surprise” was waiting for me. And I didn’t know if it was pleasant or not.

“Hi,” I said, walking over to my friend, who was obviously waiting for me.

“Well, hello,” spat angrily Olivia, giving me a disgusted look. “It turned out that you’re not the innocent naiveté you used to be.”

Oh, God.  The last thing I needed was a fight near the house right now.

“Olivia,” I said, being tired, “let’s talk quietly.”

“Mike already told me everything!” she said sarcastically.

Mike? What he got to do with it?… It was even interesting. He told her how he molested me or how he almost raped me?!

“And what did he tell you?” I asked, trying to control myself.

“That you are a vile, two-faced bitch!” the girl suddenly squealed. “Bitch that first puts the moves to my brother and then immediately jumps on my man.”

Seeing the shock on my face, Olivia continued:

“What? Apparently, Mike wasn’t rich enough for you, since you jumped to a bigger purse,” her words seemed to ooze venom. “You were friends with me, too, just to get into high society! Only there, such as you, is definitely no place!”

Is she serious?! Listening to all this dirt that suddenly fell out on me, I couldn’t believe that MY FRIEND was standing in front of me. The girl, with whom for three years, we shared all the sorrows and joys. No matter how pathetic it may sound.