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Anxiously she licked her lips. “A belt bar."
“Yes it is. What happens?"
“L-ittle girls get spanked by Daddy's belt…Sir.”
“Good girl. Now, grip that bar and count."
Just like that, his body heat was gone and he moved behind her. Melody shuffled her feet and positioned herself to accept his spanking.
“Remember to breathe.”
The first strike was sharp and she caught her breath.
“One," she wheezed, catching her footing. Her skin prickled where the leather kissed her skin as she anticipated the next strike.
The curved loop of his belt wrapped the underside of her ass.
“Two!”
Another across her left cheek.
“Three.”
Then her right.
“Four!”
The fifth time was across her thighs and Melody cried out, her jerking movements sharp enough to rock the base holding the ballet bar and Wes grabbed her hips to steady her.
“Shhh, I got you.” His breath was warm against her ear.
Melody angled back and Wes wrapped his arm around her middle, his thumb brushing the underside of her breast. He pressed his chest against her back, stroking her arm and cooing softly.
“You took that so well.” Wes moved his hand down her abdomen, trapping her between him and the bar. “Grind against the wand, chase it babygirl.”
Melody groaned, gripping the wood of the bar as she moved her hips, intentionally pushing back against Wes the closer she got.
“Fuck, you’re a goddess.” His breath was warm against her ear. Wes pressed his lips against her shoulder, kissing his way over her neck. “Come, Melody. Come for me.”
Her body obeyed his whispered words, and she splintered apart.
Melody’s orgasm started at the base of her spine and shot through her system. She cried out, rocking and riding the intensity of the waves.
The wand, secure in place and speed, kept her riding high on her release. She bucked and whined futilely, her head fell against his shoulder with a low moan.
Wes stepped away, circling Melody and cupping her face. He wiped a tear from her cheek.
He was torn between wanting to kiss every freckle and shower them with her tears. His name ripped from her throat vowing her total submission until she was a limp mess beneath him.
“Good girl,” he hummed happily, keeping the darker thoughts to himself. He was prepared to play the long game.
Melody nodded, her eyes closed as her body hummed under his praise and attention.
He rested his head on hers, keeping contact with her body.
The wand stopped, and Melody jerked, straining to reach for him. Her fingertips touched the band of his jeans and she tugged on the loops. High on endorphins, she needed more of him.
“Such an impatient girl you are."
