The belt hits the sensitive spot beneath her right ass cheek and she squeals, “Six!”
I half expect her to use her safeword, but she doesn’t. Not even when I wait a moment for her to catch her breath, giving her the opportunity to change her mind and put an end to our game.
Smack!
“Seven!”
The leather cracks as it hits her flesh again.
“Shit that hurt!” she curses. “I mean, eight!”
“You’re doing so well for me, Trouble. Two more and I’ll paint your insides with my cum.”
She nods, breathing rapidly. “I can do it.”
Strike nine lands beneath her left ass cheek. The noise leaving her is half moan, half scream. “Nine!”
God, the sight before me is nothing short of delicious. Red streaks crisscross her rear and I can tell she’s gonna remember this punishment for days.
The belt meets her ass for the last time.
“Ten… oh damn, ten…” She whimpers. “I made it…”
“That’s my girl. I knew you could take it,” I praise and her thighs rub. “Are you ready for your reward?”
“Y-yes, please!”
“So obedient.” I stroke her back and she damn near purrs, writhing under my touch. “All it takes is a good belting from your husband to make you real sweet and docile.”
I wrap the belt around her neck and feed the leather strap through the buckle, tugging gently on the loose end like a leash. With the other hand, I pull down my pants and boxers, taking out my cock.
I notch myself at her entrance. She squirms against me impatiently, allowing me to relish in her arousal.
Then I jerk forward, pushing in to the hilt. Her pussy ripples around me in a maddening grip. Tally’s back arches as she takes me deep, but I withdraw from her tight warmth and slam back in, coaxing a moan from her.
My hips snap against her ass, the slick sounds of my cock splitting her ringing through the old stable. I pull the belt around her neck tighter until she can’t breathe and she comes apart. I pound her through her first orgasm, but I won’t stop there.
I fuck her like I’ve been waiting over a decade for this. For her. I need to sear myself into her flesh, make her understand that no matter what happens after today, she belongs to me. She will always belong to me.
When I let her breathe, she moans my name. With every hitch of my hips, Tally pushes her ass into me like she can’t get enough. As she reaches her second peak, my cum coats her inner walls until I feel it dripping out of her.
I unwrap the belt from her neck and kiss her cheek, lingering inside her as we both catch our breath.
Tally giggles, slumping against the beam. “Do youthink it’s weird we’ve had sex twice in immediate or indirect connection to murder?”
“Some people use sensual massages or sexy dice as foreplay. We use the occasional murder. I don’t see nothing wrong with that.” I tuck a curl behind her ear, kissing the shell.
“Okay but imagine this. In twenty years, somebody asks how we’ve kept our marriage spicy. What are we supposed to answer without goin’ straight to jail?”
My heart jumps. We haven’t made plans for the future. I don’t even know if we have a future together, but here she stands with my cum running down her thighs, warming my cock and talking about twenty years down the line.
She could be joking. Or she’s delirious from the pain and the orgasms and the shock of the truth about Rex Dalton. Best idea is to play it safe, though I wanna propose a second time right now.
I gently turn her head, bringing my lips to hers. “If somebody asks, we’ll lie and credit the sexy dice.”
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TALLY
