position.
Curiosity got the best of her. “Why that position?”
Grant looked back at her. “So I could spank her.”
Laci thought her jaw might actually have dropped at that. She'd heard some women liked getting spanked—that it aroused them. She'd never done it, though.
Apparently, her shock must have shown on her face. Grant’s eyes narrowed. “You've never had a guy spank you?”
For some stupid reason, Laci didn't want to admit she was a spanking virgin. “Of course I have. I've been spanked plenty of times.” The words rang false even to her, and she searched for something she could say to make the lie sound more believable. “I've just never done it in a shower before, that's all. Did Jessica enjoy it?”
It wasn't the best deflection in the world, but it was the only thing she could think of to get the conversation off her and back onto Grant and Badge Bunny Jessica.
“Definitely,” he said. “I knew the moment she walked into the shower half naked that she was the kind of woman who appreciated a good spanking.”
Laci wondered what had told him Jessica liked to get her ass smacked, but she supposed she’d have to live without knowing that little tidbit of information. If she asked something like that, it would give away her own inexperience with the subject.
“How exactly did you spank her?” Laci asked. “Just so I can compare it to the ones I’ve gotten, you know?”
She’d stopped being surprised by her own brazenness. Maybe she would wake up tomorrow and be mortified she said some of the things she had today. But that was tomorrow. Today, she reveled in the high that came from being so brassy and bold.
If Grant took note of her nosiness, he made no comment. That was probably how guys talked about sex all the time.
“Well, I placed one hand on her shoulder, then ran my other hand slowly down her wet back until I came to her ass.” He looked at Laci again. “I wanted her to know what I was about to do—in case she wasn't into spanking. I was sure I was right, but sometimes you never know.”
“What’d she do?” Laci asked.
“Gave me a saucy smile over her shoulder and wiggled her cute, little ass.”
Jase laughed. “I'd take that as an invitation.”
“I did.” Grant smiled. “I brought my hand down on her ass before she'd even turned back around. You should have heard the gasp she let out.”
“Her wet skin probably had something to do with that,” Jase said.
“Really?” Laci’s mind was a blur as she tried to recreate the shower spanking scene in her head—with her playing the role of Jessica. “Why’s that?”
“According to an old girlfriend, getting spanked when your skin is wet makes the smacks really sting,” Grant answered. “I'm not sure why. Maybe because the skin goes from cool to warm so fast.”
Laci nodded as if she completely understood, but she didn't. She tried to imagine how Grant's hand would feel different on her wet ass and finally gave up. She didn't have the experience necessary to grasp the full implications.
“Jessica really got into it, hopping from foot to foot and squealing as I warmed her ass. It wasn’t long before those squeals turned to moans and she started begging for me to stop teasing and fuck her.”
“Did you?” Laci asked breathlessly.
“No.”
Laci was crestfallen again. “No?”
“No way. I figured that since she was all warmed up, it’d be the perfect time to go down on her.”
Laci had almost forgotten about that part of the story. She was glad to know Grant was the kind of man who didn't get so wrapped up in his own pleasure that he forgot about the woman's needs.
“I turned her around, pressed her back against the wall, dropped to my knees and hitched one of her legs over my shoulder, then grabbed her freshly spanked ass cheeks in both hands and buried my face in her pussy.” He groaned. “God, she tasted sweet as honey.”
Laci could barely keep from moaning out loud at the thought of Grant