Page 110 of Whirlwind

Angel grinned. “Well, first, I think there’s the matter of a punishment.” She hung her purse on the corner of a chair that was already piled high with clothing.

“For what?” Nina looked around the room like she might find the answer there.

“You ignored me in the hallway. And you told me to leave you alone. But I don’t think that’s really what you wanted.”

Nina bit her lip, her perfect, white teeth marring the glossy pink. “I’m sorry. But, um, did you tell someone?” she finally asked. “About the um…”

Angel stepped in closer and Nina stepped back. She took two more steps until the back of Nina’s calves pressed against the bed and there was nowhere else for her to flee. Angel bent to her ear, almost touching her but not quite. “Did I tell someone about what?”

“About the, um…” This time she really did whisper it. “The panties.” She sounded embarrassed, but Angel knew that she’d be turned on by the mild humiliation.

“You mean the lace panties I was wearing when you were licking my cock?” Angel didn’t hide from the word. Her cock was a part of her body that she was comfortable with, and she was going to incorporate that into the scene. “The panties I gave you to take back to your room as a little gift?”

Nina’s breath was rapid against her neck. “Yes, um, those ones.”

“And did you take care of them like a good girl?”

Nina nodded, the motion a touch of soft hair against Angel’s check. “I hid them in my drawer. At the back.”

Angel chuckled. That was probably exactly what had happened. God was she glad she wasn’t a teenager again, even though the roleplay was hot. “Very good, baby. You know I would never tell anyone about how sexy and sweet you are on your knees for me, right? You tell me who said something and I’ll make sure it’s taken care of.”

“It was my roommate. I’m sure she didn’t mean anything by it. Don’t, um, be too mean to her.”

Angel nipped Nina’s ear, making her breath hitch. “You don’t need to worry about her. All you need to worry about is me. Because I seem to recall that you ran away from me today.”

“I’m sorry. What should I do to make up for it?” Angel could hear the needy desire in her voice.

“You’ve earned yourself a punishment. You need to remember… how this works.” It took Angel a second too long to come up with the end of that sentence. She wanted to say, You need to remember that I’ll take care of you. You need to remember that you’re mine. This was only a fantasy, though. A brief moment to reconnect and remedy their past mistakes.

She stepped around Nina and sat down on the edge of the bed. It didn’t escape her notice that the heavy wooden bed posts would be perfect for attaching a set of cuffs to. She was certain that Nina had chosen it for exactly that reason, which led to a mixture of arousal and jealousy.

“Come here, naughty girl. Over my lap.”

Nina’s face burned red under her freckles, but even without that becoming flush, her expression would have given her away. They’d never done this as teenagers, but Nina was apparently both embarrassed and eager for it now.

Just like Angel had known she would be.

Nina crept toward her, but she was moving too slowly. Angel yanked her down over her lap, settling her right where she wanted her.

Nina flailed, trying to stay balanced with crouched legs and the tips of her fingers. Angel knew that she’d feel unstable and embarrassed, which only added to the crackle of power that arced between them.

Nina didn’t move, but every muscle in her body was tense. Angel pulled the ponytail holder from her hair. She’d loved touching the soft strands before, and now they fell in luxurious waves over her shoulders and around her head. A waterfall of temptation.

Angel stroked down Nina’s back, the soothing motion broken only by the wrinkles in her t-shirt and the thin line of her bra strap. She needed more skin, so she pulled up the tight shirt to touch the warm flesh below.

Nina had new freckles.

It shouldn’t have been such a revelation, but it was. Nina had been away from her for a decade, and she’d gotten new freckles. What else had Angel missed out on?

She thought about stripping her bare, getting her to stand in front of her so that she could catalogue every change. The sensual breasts that were rubbing against her thigh. The narrow column of her waist. Whatever tempting fantasy was waiting for her under her panties. Even her feet, clad now in thin black socks that Angel wanted to strip off so she could kiss her toes.

Angel was still a tangle of lust around Nina, but now she knew exactly what she wanted and how to get it.

“Hands behind your back,” Angel snapped.

“I…” Nina started, but then fell quiet. She reached one hand back and Angel grabbed it.

“Nina…” she reprimanded. She expected immediate obedience, and was thrilled when Nina’s other hand shot back. She pinned down both of her wrists, using it to keep her steady.