Page 62 of Penalty Kiss


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“You like when I spank you?” I demand, sweat beginning to form on my forehead.

“Y-yes!” She’s surging back, meeting every thrust, and I time the smacks on her ass so they coincide with every other time I bottom out.

“I need you to come for me, baby,” I growl. “And now that we’re truly alone, I want to hear you scream.”

She jerks and wiggles, her pussy fluttering and squeezing me tightly.

One more slap on her ass and she starts to convulse.

“Bodi!” Her shriek isn’t quite a scream so I tilt my hips and pound even harder.

One more slap on her ass sends her right over the edge and I don’t know which one of us is making more noise because I’m growling like a fucking bear in heat. My last few thrusts are so intense she lands flat on her stomach with me still pulsing inside her. We lie there like that for what seems like a long time, both breathing hard, bodies occasionally twitching from the aftershocks.

“Oh. My. God.” Her voice is muffled but I’m finally back to myself enough to start pressing soft kisses on her shoulder and neck, nibbling lightly.

“That was fucking incredible,” I say between kisses. “You are incredible.”

“I never…no one ever spanked me before.”

“What’d you think?”

“In theory, I thought it would be ridiculous—what’s hot about that, you know? But in practice… Holy shit.”

“I wasn’t sure you’d like it, that’s why I never did it before, and honestly, it just happened. But then your sweet little pussy started pulsing and fluttering every time I did it, so I knew you were into it.”

“Was I ever.” She sighs happily. “But you’re getting heavy.”

I pull out slowly and then roll onto my back, tugging her with me so her head is resting on my chest. My arms close aroundher, and we lie like that for another indeterminate length of time. It’s like nothing else matters when we’re together like this. And for once, I don’t have to get up and take her home.

“What if we?—”

“How about we?—”

We both start talking at the same time and I chuckle. “Ladies first.”

“I was going to suggest finding a way for me to go with you to L.A.”

“You read my mind,” I say with a laugh. “I even mentioned it to Billie. Assuming you two get along, I was thinking you could drive with her since she isn’t flying in.”

“I don’t want to inconvenience her,” she says quickly.

“You’re not. We’re going to play it by ear.

“I really like this plan. I don’t know how it’ll go over with Lourdes and Lindy, but I’m allowed to have friends, dammit.”

I tighten my embrace like she might try to escape, but she doesn’t seem anxious to move so much as an inch. She’s curled against me, soft hair billowing around her shoulders and spilling onto my chest. If I wasn’t holding her so tightly, I’d want to run my fingers through it but I don’t want to move either.

This thing between us is addictive. It’s like someone pours gasoline on us and the moment we touch everything explodes into a fiery inferno of passion.

“Bodi?” Her voice is soft, barely discernible.

“Yeah, babe?”

“Is it different for you?”

“Is what different?”

“This. Us. Like, have you felt like this before? I’m not talking about the sex.”