Free Crimson Lips [Amazon Warriors] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Ellie Wilson

stood up and did as she was told. Not having to make the decisions felt freeing. Sloan stepped up behind her and placed his hands on her hips, pulling them back to rub against his steel erection.
    She tilted her head to the side as he leaned in to start nuzzling her neck. She was so distracted by the sensation she barely noticed when he unsnapped her jeans. It was the cool breeze as he pushed her jeans down that caught her attention.
    She gasped as he moved a strong, forceful hand between her shoulder blades, pushing her forward so she was bent over her desk with her exposed rear in the air.
    He used his feet to nudge her feet wider. She moved them as much as she could with her jeans around her knees, and then he gave his next command. “Hold on to the edge of the desk, and don’t let go.”
    She reluctantly did as he ordered. She wanted to be able to touch him, too.
    Sloan then used his warm, work-rough hands to caress her ass cheeks, and she moaned at the intimate touch.
    Before she knew what had happened, he lifted one of his hands and slapped one side of her ass, hard.
    “Hey!” she exclaimed as she brought her hand around to rub the abused flesh.
    “Hold on to the desk!”
    “But why...”
    She didn’t have time to finish the question before he spanked the other cheek. “Quiet.”
    When she did what was asked of her, he answered her unspoken question.
    “Earlier, I tied you up as punishment for leaving me in the alley.” Spank . “The spanking will be for locking me in your bedroom after the most amazing sex of my life.” Spank . “Deserting me yet again.” Spank .
    The smacks he landed on her ass were firm and random. She never knew when or where he was going to land another. The more he did it the more she moaned. Each slap started to send a sting of pleasure directly to her core. Who knew she could get this turned on from a spanking?
    Between each smack, he made sure he rubbed the area to soothe her heated skin.
    “Your ass looks so good, warm and pink from my hands, tell me, C, have you ever…” He left the question hanging as he ran his hand down between her heated cheeks. He ran his fingers through her juice before his hand was once again near her rear entrance.
    “N–no,” she replied with a shaky breath, but with Sloan, she really wanted to try it.
    “Relax. I’m just going to play with it a bit now, but one day, this ass will be mine.”
    She moaned at his statement then felt loss as both of his hands moved away from her body. It wasn’t until she heard the rustling of clothes and a condom packet being torn open, that she relaxed.
    Next thing she knew was the head of Sloan’s cock being rubbed firmly through her moist slit. Then, in one surprising and forceful thrust that made Crimson scream, her man was buried to the hilt.
    He held his body still for a moment but moved his hand around to her front to play with her clit. He removed his fingers when he started to move inside of her. She was gasping on each inward thrust and moaning with each outward glide. Sloan apparently had all the time in the world. Then the fingers that had played so well with her clit and were wet from her juices slowly circled around her asshole, gently teasing all the nerve endings. His other hand was still caressing her warm cheeks. His thrusts were strong and deliberate, and her nipples rubbed against the surface of the desk. She felt like she was on sensory overload. It was heaven.
    There was a knock at the door as she gasped and Sloan eased one of his fingers into her tight entrance. They both stilled, and then she started to squirm under him. “Sloan, get off me!” she said in a harsh whisper. He just pinned her to the desk with his weight and whispered in her ear. “What I say, when I say.”
    She couldn’t believe he was doing this. She didn’t know whether to be pissed or aroused by his actions.
    “Ask who it is.”
    “Who is it?” she said in a voice that didn’t even sound like her