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His hard hand stinging, but sensual.
I squirmed against him, dragging my clit against the rough fabric of his pants. If he hadn’t known what I was doing, there was no way he wouldn’t now. My hips bucked salaciously back and forth until I was close to the edge of orgasm once again.
The spanking turned harder, and I cried out. His hand punished the tops of my thighs and that stung more keenly than all the rest. My toes drummed the floor and he paused, running his hand over my heated flesh.
He slipped his fingers between my thighs, and I gasped.
“Bad girl. Did I say that you could make yourself come?” he asked.
My heart hammered in my chest.
“No,” I breathed.
For the briefest of seconds, his touch left me and then it returned with a vengeance.
He slapped my pussy, not quite as hard as he had spanked my backside, but hard enough to sting my sensitive flesh. It felt so much more shameful to be punished that way. My thighs tensed, trying to close, but that did nothing to stop the next two spanks that punished me there, making me squirm and whimper over his knee.
The soreness remained for several long moments, but the subsequent arousal was almost more than I could bear. His finger slid through my stinging folds. He captured my clit between two fingers, dragging them back and forth while I moaned with desire. I slapped my hand over my mouth, mortified that I was reacting like this.
He’d stripped me naked and spanked me.
I should be angry. I shouldn’t want to orgasm with my bottom still red over his knee.
“Oh,” I whined.
His fingers pressed harder, and I squeaked anxiously, but I didn’t fight him. I wanted those fingers on my bare flesh right now. They swirled around, carefully coaxing my desire forward and fueling it to even greater heights. It left me reeling.
My core squeezed tight, spiraling with more arousal than I could possibly stand. I looked forward, staring at the belt, and imagining what its sting would feel like next. My hips bucked once, hard. Then they did it again.
He used two fingers on my clit and just when I thought I was going to break apart, he lightened the pressure. I whined with frustration, and he chuckled knowingly.
“You will wait to come until I give you permission, do you understand me?”
“Yes,” I breathed. My whole world was on fire and all of it was centered in between my legs. His fingers pressed firmly against my clit once more.
He pushed me right to the very edge and stopped.
He did it again.
And again.
And again.
I wailed in despair, trying to ride his fingers to orgasm on my own, but he didn’t allow it. Instead, he pulled his hand away and spanked my bottom again two times, far harder than before. With a shocked gasp, I tensed and his hand dove back in between my thighs, returning to torture my clit once more.
Before long, my quiet cries of desperation turned into all-out begging.
“Please let me come. Please. I need it. Oh,please!”
Silence. More teasing. Unmercifully, he drove me right to the edge of breaking before pulling away again. My thighs spread open, and I reached forward, brushing my own fingers against the belt lying right in front of me.
It was just as soft as I imagined it would be.
“Come for me, Naomi,” he commanded.
His fingers pressed so firmly against my clit that I couldn’t have stopped my orgasm if I had tried.
At once, my world shattered. I came hard over his lap with my bottom still burning and his hard cock flush against my hip. My back arched as devastating pleasure sizzled through my veins, hot and heavy and so consuming that I drowned in it.
