The next impact lands lower, covering the backs of her thighs and the bottom half of her pretty ass at the same time.
She cries out before saying, “Three, Sir.”
I can practically smell her arousal.She’s trembling with need.I love the way her breasts sway with every swat and how hard her nipple is.I’m sure its twin is the same on the other side.I wish I could see both.Greedy bastard that I am.
I thwack the backs of her thighs next because it goes with the scene and because I’m looking forward to seeing her red skin all morning.
“Four… Five,” she squeals.
I increase the pressure because I’m confident she can take more and needs it.I land two more on her bottom and then the last three lower again.
Her skin is so red when I set the paddle down, and it’s hot to the touch when I palm it.“Gorgeous, Madison,” I murmur reverently.“Your submission is beautiful, sweetheart.”
She’s slightly dazed as I untie the rope from her wrists, pull the pillows out from under her, and help her extend to her stomach.“Don’t move.I want to admire my work.”I stroke her heated bottom and thighs.Sexy as fuck.
My cock is hard yet again.It’ll be the death of me if I try to keep up with the sexual needs of a twenty-one-year-old woman.
“It feels so good,” she mumbles, her face turned toward me.“I feel like a limp noodle.Total bliss.Now I understand why Tammy and the other submissives we watched last night looked glassy-eyed.I could get used to this.”
I kiss her bottom on both cheeks before dragging my day-old beard across the sensitive skin.
She groans and lifts her head.“Ouch.Do that again.”
I chuckle.“I’ve created a monster.”
“It’s like when you get an abrasion, and then it itches, so you keep scratching the red raised skin.”
I think that’s a pretty good description.I torment her skin again with my cheek.
She parts her knees and rises a few inches, lifting her bottom in the air.“Please…”
“Please, what, Madison?”I suspect I know what she wants, and I’ll give her the moon, but I want her to ask.
“Please fuck me, Sir.My pussy is throbbing.”
I grab a condom from the nightstand, slide it onto my dick, and climb between her legs.I put one palm on the small of her back.“I’m going to take you from behind this time, Madison.Are you ready for that?”
“Yes, Sir.”She pushes her butt higher.
I reach between her legs and find her pussy dripping.
She moans loudly at the contact.She doesn’t need any preparation.
I line up with her entrance and thrust home.This is only the second time I’ve been inside her, and I’m not sure she’s ready to take me again.I’m worried she’s too sore.
Needlessly, apparently, because she arches her chest off the bed and cries out, “Yes.Oh… God… Myles.Again.”
I hold her hips and thrust again, grinding the base of my cock against her clit and, by default, her ass.My hair is well-groomed, but it’s not shaved.The wiry thickness has to burn her paddled skin.
“Fuck,” she screams.She flattens her palms against the bed as if gripping it.
I want to hold back, but this woman has a firm grip on my balls.There’s no way to contain my orgasm with her responding the way she is.I try to slow down, but she’s not having it.She rocks and bucks against me, moaning and begging.
I reach around to find her clit, wanting her to come before me, and it only takes one more stroke for her to strangle my dick with her orgasm.
Heaven has nothing on Madison Kennedy.
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