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Running my tongue along the ridged head, he tastes salty sweet, a taste I know I’ll never forget. I look up, my eyes locking on his wild ones as I run my tongue down the vein on the underside. He shivers, and his cock thickens even more.
I keep my eyes focused on his as I lean forward, taking him into my mouth, inch by glorious inch. Sawyer’s eyes turn to fire as he watches, one hand grabbing the bun at the back of my head. He guides me over him, but never forces me to take more than I can handle. I set the pace, which starts slow and torturous.
“Oh fuck, Alison,” he moans as his hips flex forward. He hits me at the back of the throat, making my eyes water and my hand tighten around him. I alternate between a hard suck and one that’s more of a tease with lots of tongue action. He seems to love the hell out of both.
Just when my hand starts to really pick up the pace and his eyes start to glass over, he moves. There’s a loud pop as the suction between his cock and my mouth are broken. Sawyer lifts me up and slams his lips down on mine. The kiss is hungry and pure sex as our tongues battle for control.
“Your punishment, remember?” he asks, pulling away from me.
“Punishment?” I ask, feigning innocence as he spins me around to face to wall.
His hands wrap around my stomach and I’m quickly relieved of my shorts. They’re followed instantaneously by my panties, which are flung haphazardly over his shoulder. Those things were useless, anyhow. Then he flicks the clasp of my bra, rendering me completely naked. “Yes, punishment,” he reminds as he gently places his hands between my shoulder blades, applying just a bit of pressure. The movement presses my chest against the wall and leaves my ass out, as if on display. “Do you recall telling me you weren’t going to leave without a goodbye kiss? I believe that was a lie, kitten,” he groans, running his big hands up my thighs and across the globes of my ass.
“Oh, that,” I pant, anxiously waiting what’s next. My inner hussy is fully on board with whatever he has planned.
“Yes, that,” he bites out, just as the loud smack echoes off the walls. My ass burns from his hand, but the pleasure that mixes with it is intoxicating. My yelp and the sting are followed immediately by his soothing hand as he rubs the burning flesh.
“Are you sorry for lying to me?” he asks as he moves from my sore cheek to the other, where he kneads and grips my ass.
“Yes,” I huff, holding my breath as I wait for what’s to come.
Smack.
A deep groan rips from my gut, the pain and pleasure crashing together like a tidal wave. His hand continues to massage my smarted flesh, first one cheek and then the other. I can feel the wetness slipping down my thighs as I press my chest farther into the wall, offering my ass up for more.
He delivers two more spankings, one on each ass cheek, before pulling away completely. Instantly, I miss his touch. Sawyer pulls me back from the wall, but presses my palms on the wall. “Don’t move,” he instructs before disappearing into his bedroom.
The only sound is my own breathing, which is labored and anxious. I maintain my position, not moving a muscle. Though, the prospect of being punished again does hold quite a bit of appeal.
“Good girl,” he boasts as he comes back into the foyer. His hands grab just below my butt and slide up, massaging the still tender skin. “Seeing your ass red with my handprint is the biggest fucking turn on.”
I try to speak, but the words just don’t come.
“Come here,” he requests as he grabs one hand from the wall and pulls me to the banister. It extends the entire length of the top foyer, ensuring a splendid view of the living area below.
Grasping the banister tightly, I prepare myself for what’s to come next. Fortunately, I don’t have to wait long. Sawyer guides my hips, positioning my feet just a bit wider than my shoulders. “Do you like to be spanked, Alison?”
“Yes.” My voice doesn’t even sound like my own.
“Did it turn you on?”
“Yes.”
He guides his hands down to my thighs and then back up. “Christ, you’re so fucking wet.” He flicks my clit with his fingers, resulting in another loud moan of pleasure. “You ready for my dick, Alison?”
“Yes,” I beg.
“Hold on tight, sweetheart. This is gonna be a bumpy ride.”
Sawyer takes his place behind me, the coarse hairs of his legs tickling my overly sensitive butt. Hands spread wide, he moves them up my back, his thumbs tracing the bumps of my spine. I feel one hand leave my back as he takes his position. His cock nudges at my pussy, making me whimper with need. “You ready, Alison?”
“Yes.”
He pushes into me, torturously slow, coating himself with my wetness. Then, he pulls back, and when he moves, he releases what feels like years of pent-up sexual tension on me. His pace is fast, his movements hard, and I’m embarrassed to admit that it actually takes me no time at all until I’m screaming his name and coming harder than ever before.
Sawyer’s right there with me, grunting and howling his own release. His hands grip my ass as he thrusts once more before finally stilling. My body falls limp against the banister, his doing the same and caging me in.
“I’m not sure I’m alive. I think I might have died and gone to heaven,” he huffs against my back. His mouth moves gently, placing open-mouthed kisses along my sweaty spine.
