I had no idea what to think of her. She ditched me again and again and all I could do was run after her. That from a man that didn’t chase women. But, this was different. I couldn’t get her out of my mind. I wanted her. I had to have her.

Whenever she ran away from me, it gave my ego a knock. Every time I had to get her back, not just because she was fucking hot and I wanted her, but because it was a matter of pride.

It had happened again. This time, though, she’d said yes to going home with me from the club. I’d expected her to say no, again. She’d avoided my question, answering me with questions of her own. I’d just about considered throwing her over my shoulder like a cave man, dragging her home by her hair, when she’d agreed to come home with me.

She needed to be punished for how she treated me, though. No woman could lead me on like that, teasing me over and over again and not expect to be punished. Harper woke up a very dirty side of me and I wanted to show her who was in charge.

She was new to all of this, though, so I wasn’t planning on scaring her. But she deserved a good spanking for being a bitch about this, for being a cock tease. I wanted to pull her over my lap, pull up those short shorts she was wearing and spank her ass. Her cheeks were round and full and I wanted to smack them until they flushed pink, the skin tender for me. Because of me.

“I parked here,” I said and opened the door for her when we reached my car. Nothing like a little gallantry to soften her up.

We drove home in silence. She was deep in thought. I tried to focus around my lust, my dick hard in my pants. God, I wanted her. I wanted to fuck her so badly, it hurt.

When we arrived at my place and walked in, my mom came from the living room. She looked a little surprised to see Harper.

“Hello,” she said. Her gray hair was pulled back, strands escaping the short ponytail and she wore slippers. “I didn’t expect you to bring someone home.”

“This is Harper, Mom,” I said. “Harper, this is Dina Young.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Young,” Harper said politely. My mom smiled at Harper.

“I’m glad Liam is making friends again,” she said. “It’s been so long.”

Harper glanced at me. My mom knew nothing about all the women I’d fucked, of how many ‘friends’ I had. I couldn’t tell what she was thinking but she smiled.

“We all need a few people around us, sometimes,” Harper said. “I’m new in LA so I’ve been a little secluded, too.”

She’d saved it in such a sweet way. She would keep my secret and that made me see her in a different light. Harper was a cock tease, but she wasn’t a bitch. Not really.

She’d told me that she was new in LA. I hadn’t considered that even though she went out dancing every weekend, she might be lonely.

“Well, I’m going,” my mom said. “You kids have a good time. Kenna ate at seven but she fought me on the peas. I’ll call you tomorrow.”

I kissed my mom and let her out. When I returned, Harper was in the living room. She stood up.

“My mom likes you,” I said.

“Oh? We hardly spoke. How do you know?”

I shrugged. “I just do.”

I took Harper’s hand and kissed her knuckles.

“Now,” I said, looking at her, “you and I have unfinished business.”

Harper blushed. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“No?” I asked. “I guess I’ll just have to show you.”

I led her by her hand to my bedroom. On the way, I stopped and checked in on Kenna. She was fast asleep.

We walked through to my bedroom and I closed the door.

“You can’t just ditch me like that, babe,” I said to Harper, turning to her. I cupped her cheeks in my hands and kissed her, pushing my tongue into her mouth, kissing her so deeply that the only air she could breathe, was me. She sighed into my mouth.

“Actions like that should be punished,” I said softly when I broke the kiss. Harper frowned.

“Punished?” she asked.

I nodded and sat down on the bed. I patted the spot next to me. Harper sat down. I kissed her again before I bent her over my lap. She yelped in surprise. I pulled down her shorts, leaving her G-string in place.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Trust me,” I said. I stroked her ass with my hand, rubbing my hand in a circle. I lifted my hand and brought it down with snap, slapping her just hard enough for her to feel it. She cried out.

“Liam!”

I grinned, rubbing the skin again. “You ditched me, baby. I’m just giving you a spanking for it.”

She squirmed a little. To get her to lie still, I pushed my hand between her legs, my fingers sliding into her.

“God, you’re so fucking wet,” I growled, struggling to hold onto my reserve.

She gasped as I pumped my fingers in and out of her a little. I let her go abruptly and brought my hand down on her ass again. The sound of my hand connecting with her skin was delicious. Her skin was already turning a light pink.

Harper complained again. I eased the bit of pain I’d caused by pushing my fingers into her again, pumping them in and out. I alternated that with flicking my fingers over her clit. She was getting closer. The combination was getting me fucking hard, too.

I built a rhythm, slapping her and fingering her, alternating one with the other until she writhed, gasping and moaning on my lap. An orgasm rocked through her body when I touched her clit again and she cried out. The sound made me want to flip her onto the bed and shove my dick inside of her, showing her what it felt like to be fucked good.

“Are you ready for this, babe?” I asked her. “Are you ready for me?”

She gasped but she shook her head.

“No, Liam,” she said. “Not yet.”

I groaned. This was so fucking frustrating. All I wanted was to fuck her and she was holding out on me, making me work for it. Who was punishing who, exactly? But I wasn’t going to make her do anything she didn’t want to do. I liked domination, I liked control but I didn’t do force. So, I let her up.

She stood, rubbing her own ass with her hands. Her face was a mixture of lust and fear. She pulled up her pants.

“I can give you a blowjob,” she said.

It was the next best thing. I nodded and she kneeled before me like we’d done before. She pulled me from my pants with more confidence this time and closed her mouth around me. I groaned as she started sucking me, getting me off with her mouth. She bobbed her head and fucked me with her mouth, carrying on until I lost it. I orgasmed, pumping into her mouth. The release was pure ecstasy. I could only imagine how much better it would be to fuck her pussy.

When I was done she pulled back and got up, walking to my bathroom. I heard the water run and a moment later, she returned.

“I have to go,” she breathed.

I called her a cab and saw her out.

“I’ll call you tomorrow,” I said. She nodded and I watched her walk away. She kept running but I would keep chasing her until I got what I wanted.