Whack!
“I love this,” she ground out. “Harder.”
Whack!
Applying more power, he smacked her backside.
“Yasssss,” she hissed. “I love that sting.”
And then, she started counting with every spank. “Four, five, six.”
Pausing, he caressed her ass with his hand. Heat from her skin reminded him that she was a tough woman with tender skin and a vulnerable heart.
She was now writhing on all fours, her moans ripping from her throat. “Mygod, that hurts so good.”
Whack!
“Seven.”
He continued until ten.
“No more.” He soothed her butt cheeks with gentle caresses, slid his hand over her pussy. She was soaked.
She liked that.
“I’m going to fuck you, Sydney,” he said. “Do you want that?”
“Yes, please, so badly.”
She repositioned her ass toward him and she lowered herself so he could enter her from behind.
“Not yet,” he said. “Watch me.”
She turned.
“Kneel on the bed.”
“Yes, sir.”
He shouldered off his leather jacket, tossed it onto the chair. Then, he studied her face. She was hard to read. Yes, her cheekswere flushed, her eyelids heavy, her breath coming fast, but what about her head space?
“Did you like that?” he asked.
She nodded.
“Say the words.”
“I loved the spanking. I’m buzzing so hard right now.”
He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, freed his cock from his boxer briefs. “Taste me.”
She moistened her lips, repositioned so she could reach him, and she curled her fingers around his shaft. Moving slowly, she licked the end, ran her tongue over the soft skin.
Arousal shot through him and he released a groan.
He fisted her ponytail and tugged it, putting tension on her head while she took him into her mouth. She bent over further, and devoured him. Round and round with her talented tongue, she wrapped her fingers around his cock, stroked it while she sucked and sucked. His juices oozed out, the euphoria flowing through him like a tsunami.
And then, he tugged on her hair. “Enough,” he ground out.
