The sort of thing I suck at.
I think the last time I picked something halfway decent for my husband it was a full size deer target for bow hunting – so I told him I got him a hart for Valentine’s Day. Come on, aren’t puns romantic?
It’s hard enough trying to come up with one good gift. In the newest installment of the Badass Brats, where there are four people in love, things get a little more complicated when it comes to gift-giving occasions.
As long as the sex is hot, maybe cool presents are less important?
What’s the worst Valentine’s Day gift you’ve ever received?
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“But why? I was sleeping,” Saya said, her voice quiet and plaintive. She wriggled and realized he was spooned up against her and his hard-on was pressing along the dip of her ass. A finger rubbed impatiently at her clit then worked into her pussy. She kicked his shin with her heel, but he just chuckled.
Heat rushed through her and she pressed her ass back against him, the conditioning too strong to resist, even though she just wanted to go back to sleep.
She sighed in exasperation.
“I woke up hard. Are you trying to say I can’t? Do you think I should be like the guys at the garage, always complaining I can’t get any?” Master’s growl paired with the finger moving inside her made the hair on the back of her neck stand up, and she shivered.
“No, Master,” she groveled in a small voice.
“Anytime I want you, your answer is supposed to be what?”
Saya’s heart fluttered. “Yes, Master.”
He pulled her ass backward until she was angled the way he wanted, and then he drove his cock into her in one stroke. Saya’s body rebelled, her insides burned. She wasn’t ready. Master took her anyway. Gripping her hip, he plunged into her over and over until her body welcomed his, begging for more. A moment later he thrust hard and grunted into her ear. Inside her, his cock twitched, filling her with his seed.
“Nooo!” she whimpered. No, no, no! She wasn’t done!
The bite at her neck was unexpected, and made her squeak.
Master withdrew from her and yanked the back of her pants back up. He wrapped an arm around her and settled for sleep, his hand firmly gripping one of her breasts.
She made a sound of frustration and ground back against Master, hoping to convince him to get her off.
“Shh. You’re going to wake up Winter and Mack. Be good or you’ll get a spanking.” Two minutes later, while she was still trying to figure out if maybe she wanted a spanking, he started snoring.
Saya lay snug in his arms, burning and sore, feeling like the luckiest, most frustrated slave in the world.
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