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“Two reasons to spank your ass,” he says clear as day, with a sideways smirk.
“Are you serious?” I gulp. I’m not quite sure how to feel. Indignant? No. Scared? No? Damn! I’m feeling excited, and maybe a little shy about feeling excited.
Hammer can read me like a book. He takes one look at my expression and clearly knows what I’m thinking. “Serious as a heart attack, baby. But first, I gotta feed you. You’re going to need your strength for the punishment afterward,” he says. Then he nips at my ear, adding, “Don’t worry, baby, you’ll enjoy every fucking second of it.”
He lifts me off my feet and sets me in the armchair, then comes back with a big brown paper bag. “I stopped at Millie’s to get burgers. She put extra fries in there to speed up your recovery.” He laughs and sets the food out on the coffee table, then hands me my fully loaded burger. The burger is so massive, I’m not sure I can eat it all.
“This is huge.”
“Eat what you can, I’ll finish the rest.” He takes a big bite of his burger and reaches for his fries. “Thank you, baby.”
I gulp down my first bite. “For what?”
“Wanting to make me dinner, even though you shouldn’t,” he says. I smile back at him. His face has a wicked grin. ”Doesn’t mean I’m not spanking your ass,” he adds with a chuckle.
* * *
I’m not particularly experienced in the sex department, but I’m not a virgin either. Since Hammer and I have been together, I’ve learned how good it can be, but never have I felt this good. Hammer calls it getting creative. After stripping me naked, then removing his own clothing, his next thought is to make sure I won’t do further damage to my ankle.
Yet, he still has me on my hands and knees, with my legs splayed so far apart, I’m forced to lower my chest to the mattress. My ass is perfectly placed for his “punishment,” as he calls it. What the devil didn’t tell me is that he starts off with his lips at the indentation on my back, while his muscular hands massage the globes of my ass. Every so often, his hand slides between my folds in a teasing motion, heightening the pleasure and anticipation. His lips travel up my spine and back down again, this time moving over my cheeks.
I turn to look over my shoulder and find him kneeling on the floor. From there, he can see all of me. I’ve become bolder in the time we’ve been together, and now I give him a little wiggle. That’s when I get the first sting of his palm against my flesh. It doesn’t hurt, but I feel another sensation, one I can’t explain.
“Did I say you could move?” he rumbles.
I want to tell him to get on with it. I want to push his buttons just to get a reaction, but I’m left breathless when his tongue lashes out and licks along the seam of my pussy lips. I want to push back to get more of him, but his hands firmly hold me in place.
As quickly as he started, he suddenly stops. My own frustration causes me to emit a sound I’ve never heard before. A feral growl that I’ve never heard come out of my body, which only makes him chuckle.
Another slap to my cheek only makes me wetter, and in the position I’m in, there’s no way he doesn’t see what he’s doing to me. Hammer laps at my juices and hums his approval against my pussy. The vibration makes me shiver from head to toe.
Suddenly, he peppers my ass with light slaps, first the right cheek, then the left cheek, until I call his name. I cry out, not in pain, but because between the assault on my ass and his finger pumping in and out of my pussy, it’s all too much.
“Hammer,” I grunt pathetically.
“What’s my name?” I feel his teeth nip at my reddened ass.
“Baby,” I plead.
His fingers pump faster, and just as I’m nearing my climax, they’re gone.
“My name,” he demands.
I’ve always had a stubborn streak, and this probably isn’t the time to demonstrate that part of me, but I can’t help myself. “Horace?” I reply.
“You wanna play that game? You’ll lose every time,” he answers. He opens my pussy lips wider, and his tongue flicks over my clit, swirling round and round. I grind into his face, and he lets me for a second. Then he slaps my pussy, then my ass.
I’m beyond needy and desperate for his cock. I need it like I need air to breathe.
“David,” I whisper, my voice ragged, and I gasp when his mouth returns to my clit, sucking and licking. I’m so close. So very, very close, but his mouth lifts again. “Please, baby. I can’t—” I begin to say, only to moan so loudly that it echoes around the room as he slowly pushes his big cock inside me.
So slow that I feel every inch of him as he moves through the walls of my core, every inch filling me. I feel tears of joy running down my cheeks. I’ve never felt the intensity that I have in this moment with David. My David.
His loving arms come around my middle, one hand grasping my breast, tugging gently at my nipple, his mouth on the nape of my neck, murmuring words of beauty.
“Love you, Frankie. Love you, baby. I love everything about you,” he says as his lips trace over my back until he’s fully inside me. Then he begins to thrust in and out. I push back to meet him thrust for thrust. I grip the sheets tighter. I know this orgasm will wreck me. “Come for me,” he demands.
And I do. An earth-shattering climax that leaves my head scrambled and my legs about to buckle beneath me, if Hammer weren’t holding me up. When he finds his own release, he twists my face to the side, his mouth finding mine.
