Bad To Good - Erik Lehnsherr

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Cooking with Erik was always fun, especially when a food fight broke out that ended up with him taking his shirt off and pinning you against the counter with a predatory look in his eyes that made you bite your lip and grin.

"You're going to need punishing for that," he growled, teasingly pressing his hips against yours so that you could feel his hardness.

"Erik," you whined, pushing your jogging bottoms and panties down and looking at him pleadingly. "Please, punish me."

"What was that, kitten?" He smirked, gripping your bare hips and hoisting you up onto the counter.

"Punish me," you begged. "Please punish me, daddy. Please, oh please."

"Hmm," Erik mused, licking his lips and grinning when you let his hand cup your sex. "Maybe, I should make you wait for it."

"Daddy," you bucked your hips against his hand and let out a quiet moan when two of his fingers entered you, slowly and teasingly stroking and playing with your sex. "Oh, god!"

"Hush," he growled, slowing down his fingers' pace. "Or I'll stop, kitten."

"Sorry, daddy," you mumbled, grinding against his hand as his fingers continued to pump in and out, moving in a come hither motion every now and then, almost constantly hitting your sweet spot.

"Good girl," Erik praised, picking up his pace as a reward; you bucked and ground your hips against his fingers and hand, soft moans leaving your lips, your eyes shutting and your body shuddering as you came on his hand. Erik then took his fingers out from your sex and licked them clean of your juices. "You taste brilliantly, kitten."

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