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"Good girl." His praise was the icing on the cake, leaving my insides feeling warm and gooey, like a pan of freshly-baked brownies. "Such a good girl."
His next praise set off a barrage of harder and faster smacks that caught the tops of my thighs, and the underside of my ass, leaving the wave of pain to rush through my nether regions as I gasped for breath. I could feel the familiar wave of heat rising inside me, blood seeming to boil in my veins as pressure built from my core. I knew what was happening, but I couldn't believe it. Was I really about to orgasm just from a spanking?
I was. I did. The heat rose and the pressure built until I was grabbing the covers between my fists and biting the comforter to keep from screaming. "Oh god, oh god, oh god," I panted as he continued to spank me with the tips of his fingers. "Oh god!" I cried when my body betrayed me, giving me the first non-battery-operated device fueled orgasm I’d had in years—since my last encounter with Bain that night in the bar three years before.
The pleasure exploded in my brain, sending shockwaves through my body. I fell limp against his lap, panting as tears leaked from the corners of my eyes. The spanking stopped. Large hands rested on my bottom, and I was hyper-aware of his touch.
"Oh my god," I moaned, burying my face in my hands. "I can't believe that happened. God, I'm so embarrassed."
His hands left my bottom and traveled up my back, coming to rest on my shoulder blades as his fingers dug into the muscles there, massaging.
"No reason to be embarrassed."
"But-but, I—" I buried my face in the bed covers, unable to finish the sentence.
"What, you think you're the first woman to ever orgasm from a good girl spanking? I promise you you're not. That's why it's a reward."
"Wait, I'm not?" I wanted to believe him, but I couldn't.
"I'd have been mad at myself if you hadn't come." His tone was frank and earnest. I believed him even though it felt unbelievable.
"Oh." I turned my head and laid my cheek against the cool fabric beneath me. "That's crazy."
"It's something." He tucked his hands beneath my body, flipping me onto my back, and wiggled out from underneath me, pulling me until my body lay sideways across the bed and he had me just how he wanted me.
I didn't know what he was doing, but it was clear he was on a mission as he maneuvered off the bed and onto his feet. He stood on the side of the bed, looming over me, his eyes narrowed into squints, dark with desire.
My mouth fell open as I watched him, and my tongue flicked between my lips, wetting my suddenly dry skin.
His hands went to his waist, and I noticed for the first time that he wasn't wearing a belt. I watched speechless and powerless as he effortlessly dropped his jeans to the floor with a flick of the button holding them closed.
"Daddy's turn."
There was a moment where all the air seemed to be sucked out of the room and his eyes met mine, laden with unspoken questions as he seemed to wait for my consent to go further.
I nodded, and when he didn't move, forced my lips to form the only words left in my brain
"Yes, Daddy."
As it always seemed to, that simple phrase spurned him into action, like he'd been stuck in traffic waiting at a four way stop for the light to turn green, and when it finally did, he floored the gas, racing toward his destination. His black silk boxer briefs, the only scrap of fabric left between my pussy and his cock, disappeared, falling to the floor with a flick of his wrist.
I stared entranced at his thick cock, with its pink velvety head pulsating with need as he took a step toward me. My mouth went dry; it felt like I was sucking on a cactus. The air seemed to leave the room.
My brain was blank, my body a needy vessel dying for his touch.
He took another step and when I blinked, he covered his body with mine. The head of his cock teased my opening and my body was confused with need.
"Bain," I moaned. "Daddy, please."
There it was again. That green light he'd been waiting for. He was inside me in one quick, deep thrust, filling me. I spasmed, my walls contracting around his girth.
His head dipped to claim my mouth, his lips pushing against mine as his kiss claimed me. There were a thousand unspoken feelings between us, all conveyed in the simple meeting of our lips. His hands raked through my hair, grabbing handfuls just above my scalp as his cock thrust in and out of my pussy. Hot and pulsing need built within me, and I felt the pressure of an orgasm building once again.
Shock shot through me. How could it be happening again this fast?
I stared at the ceiling above me, trying to gain some semblance of control, but as I was fighting for mine, Bain was losing his.
"Oh baby girl," he moaned, so deep inside me his balls smashed against my folds with each powerful thrust. "That's it. Take Daddy's cock. Take it like a good girl. Oh, your pussy feels so good. Your pussy curves to my dick, baby."
