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His fingers drove her to the edge. She panted, lifting her hips to meet the thrust of his fingers. Everything stopped. Jack had pulled his fingers away.
“Wh-at?” she stammered.
“You have to agree,” he said.
“Agree?” she asked, confused.
“Yes, to my becoming head of the house. We’ll try it for a month and see how it goes.”
“No, I don’t know!” she cried, becoming annoyed with him. Bringing her knees up, she attempted to stand but Jack held her firm against his chest.
“Let me go,” she demanded.
“Not until I have my answer.” His calmness grated on her nerves.
“This is a dirty underhanded trick!” she accused.
“I thought so,” he agreed.
“Jack!” she snapped.
“Allie!” he mocked her tone. She smacked his leg. He bit her neck.
“You bit me!” she cried, unable to believe he’d done so.
“Not hard, but yes. Do you need a spanking, Allison?”
His question made her weak.
“I think you do and then you need my cock deep in your pussy pounding away the stress until you come.”
If she was weakened before, she was floored now. Jack had never spoken this way before. It was a shock, a wonderful, glorious, horrible... no, not horrible... She sighed. She loved his words, loved him.
“Yes,” she whimpered.
He stilled, cupped her chin and tipped her head back to meet his eye. “I am going to make you come so hard you’ll scream.” As he twisted her to meet his mouth, she melded to his lips, moaning his name, her arms lifted around his neck. Heavy with lust, she grunted with disappointment when he broke away and heaved himself up and out of the water. There was no time to react for he caught her under the arms and helped her out of the bath with him.
Standing on the bathmat, he swiftly spun her about. “Place your hands on the bath rim.”
She did as he directed.
“Keep your arms straight, bottom out.”
Again she obeyed. The pain and suddenness of his smack caught her unawares.
“Ow!” she cried.
“Hush, you’ll wake the children,” he admonished. “A spanking hurts more on wet skin, but I read it makes it more effective. Do you need something to bite on to keep quiet?” he asked in the same tone he used to ask if she wanted jam on her toast.This is surreal.
“N-no, I’ll be quiet,” she promised.
Without another word between them he spanked her bare bottom repeatedly with his hand. She swayed and jiggled, moaned and gasped but she didn’t cry out. Tears formed and overflowed at a particularly forceful blow. She braced herself for the next but it never came.
Hands cupped her arse cheeks and squeezed. “You have such a shapely bottom, hon. Now, what do you have to say to me?” he asked.
“I’m sorry I snapped at you,” she said.
“Good girl.” He slipped his arms around her waist, his palms gliding down to her apex. “What a wet girl we are,” he said, his voice rough-edged with arousal.
