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“Ma-ax,” she moaned.
He smacked one of her parted bottom cheeks. “Sir!” he growled, pushing in slowly but firmly relentless, taking what was his—owning her ass.
“YesSir. Oooh, Sir,” she gasped as he began to move inexorably into her back passage. She was incredibly hot and so very, very tight. He wouldn’t last long but then he didn’t need to because she wasn’t allowed to come. He could please himself—and he did. Snapping his hips he plundered her backside until the semen roiled up from his scrotum, a delicious ache tightened his sac, his shaft spurted exuberantly into the sublime heat of her dark passage.
Pushed deep inside her he froze with ecstasy as his orgasm swamped his senses. It was only as he floated back down and into reality that he heard Josie’s own song of completion. Quickly he moved his hand between her legs and massaged her clit as her body arched and trembled. The spasms shook her frame; her cry of release filling the room as she rode out a powerful climax. Max would never stop her pleasure once she reached that point, he was not cruel and he loved her too much to deny her. He slipped a finger into her channel and pumped as he rubbed the swollen nubbin of her clitoris. The walls of her vagina clutched his finger with powerful ripples.
“Come, baby, that’s it, come hard for Daddy,” he encouraged as her final convulsions swept over her body then, gradually, she relaxed as the waves of pleasure subsided. When she shuddered no more, he removed his hand and went to fetch the soft fleece blanket from his hold all. He undid the restraints on the bench and scooped her up into his arms. Seating himself, he cradled her on his lap. She snuggled in against his chest. He tucked her head into his shoulder, holding her close. He loved giving Josie aftercare; soon he would ensure she drank from the bottle of water he’d brought with him. Later, when she’d recovered enough to walk to the car, he would offer her the bar of chocolate he’d stashed away in the glove box before they left.
Unfortunately for her, because she’d orgasmed without permission, he’d spank her again before bed that night. He grinned ruefully. Poor little thing, she would need to sleep on her tummy tonight. His grin widened happily. He did so love spanking her cute little butt. He kissed her forehead and jostled her in his arms.
“Hey sleepyhead, come on, wakey, wakey, you need to drink some more water.”
Chapter 12
Josie felt much calmer and centered the following day. Max decided, on reflection, that she was too sore and tired to cope with another spanking the previous evening. Instead he’d drawn a bath for her. While she’d soaked her sore tush in the tub he’d cooked them a simple pasta dish, followed by a fruit plate and cheese.
He awoke her early, handing her a mug of tea. He told her she had precisely fifteen minutes before he returned and on his return he expected to find her naked, nose to the wall. She knew he intended to spank her but somehow the thought felt cathartic rather than threatening; their relationship was back on track. She waited calmly for him, having drunk her tea, used the bathroom and cleaned her teeth. When he’d called her over to him she had placed herself over his lap without question. He did not go easy on her and she cried but they had felt like tears of release. His lovemaking afterward had been sweet and hot, binding them together as one again.
Max had to go to the clinic that afternoon. Josie simply vegged out on the couch and watched daytime television whilst eating nuts and drinking soda. This was a practice she rarely indulged in anymore and so it felt extra decadent.
She’d just made a bathroom stop when the doorbell chimed. It was Sandy.
“You moved two doors down? Whatever’s going on?” She stepped into the lobby, yanking off her jacket. Josie turned and led the way back into the sitting area. “Hey, you’re still limping?”
“Sit, and I’ll fill you in. D’you wanna soda first?”
Sandy nodded an affirmative. “You stay put, I’ll fetch it. Rest that poor ankle,” she insisted.
Josie didn’t argue but settled back on the cushions, wincing as her bottom itched and tingled achingly. She shifted about, trying to get comfortable.
“The sodas are in the bottom of the cooler!” she called to Sandy.
“Gotcha!” she yelled back, appearing moments later, swigging from a bottle of diet Coke. “So, you gonna tell me why you moved house?” she asked as she made herself comfortable at the other end of the couch.
“Another flood. Brent reckons the plumbing in 99 is faulty. We agreed to swap houses, so 101 is now our permanent home.” Josie waved her arm airily.
“Wow, what a stroke of luck there was a house available. Sean and I had to really hunt high and low for our first place together and frankly, it was a shit hole.”
“Whereabouts do you live? You are in Corbin’s Bend?”
“Long and boring story but the short version is that while Sean’s overseas I’m staying in digs near the hospital in Denver, but I go back and forth to check our house. Brent keeps an eye on it too. When is Max due home? I’d sure like to meet him.”
“Actually, he should be back soon. Marcus has an elderly patient suffering from severe arthritis and he wanted Max to talk to her about the risks of having anesthetic at her age.”
“So how did you like working there?”
“Well I was only really there for the orientation day before I had this near miss with a car on the highway. I’ve not been back to work since.”
“You’re kidding me? What near miss?”
“I was knocked off the road while I walked back into Corbin’s Bend from the Medical Center. I had a flat and my phone died so I couldn’t phone Max, so I stupidly decided to walk home. This car careered over onto my side of the road, driving straight at me. I leapt out of the way and rolled down the bank, spraining my ankle all over again.”
Sandy was wide-eyed. “Oh. My. God. That is awful! Did you get the registration number of the car?”
Josie shook her head. “No. It all happened so fast, there wasn’t time.”
“If Max is anything like Sean then I’ll bet he was mad as a box of frogs at you for not charging your phone and for jay-walking.”
