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Smack!
Mabel winced and let out a muffled yelp. But Rip didn’t hold back. The second smack rained down on her, harder than any he’d delivered before.
Smack!
She wondered what the handprints would look like on her ass tonight. She couldn’t wait to find out. The third smack sent electricity shooting down her thighs.
Smack!
The fourth smack was fireworks.
Smack!
The fifth smack was a battle cry. An invitation to engage in the fight of fights. Man versus woman. Cock versus pussy. His orgasm versus hers. And she was ready for it. Oh, she was ready.
“Thank you, Daddy,” she said, spitting her panties out onto the ground. “Thank you, thank you.” She squirmed in his lap, feeling his thick cock beneath her. “Daddy, I beg you… please, please make love to me this instant.”
Rip stroked her hair, turning her over in his lap, looking down at her. “You’re desperate for me, huh?”
“Of course I am, Daddy,” she said. She wasn’t even acting right now. “I’ve been desperate for your cock since the first time you spanked me.”
“You have no idea how much I want you,” he replied, lifting her up onto his lap and kissing her. She ground down on his warm, hard cock. “I want your snake between my thighs.”
“You know, babygirl,” he said, stroking her face. “You’re a toughie. A survivalist. A dirt goblin.”
Mabel pouted. “Hey!”
“But you really do deserve to be treated like a princess. Last time I started to take your virginity, I messed up. I never want to mess up ever again.”
“Then let me unzip your fly, Daddy. We’ll do it right here, on this tree stump.”
“No, my darling,” said Rip softly. “We’ll do it the way you deserve.”
He stood up, lifting her into the air as though she weighed nothing, and he carried her inside to the wooden throne he had started working on for her. It wasn’t painted yet, but the basic shape was there. A tall back, curved handles. He placed her upon it, then kneeled before her.
“My queen,” he said, “I’m yours for all eternity. Your white knight.”
“My king,” said Mabel, taking off her top.
“Your minion.” He dived down between her legs, kissing her pussy lips, making her shudder. Over the past few days, he’d done this so many times that he’d learned exactly how to make her come as hard as humanly possible. He teased her lips with his teeth, applied gentle pressure to her clit with his tongue, then drank from her pussy like it was a well of eternal life. Love is life, and Mabel was his.
“Yes,” Mabel panted, gripping the arms of the throne, throwing her head back in pleasure. She wrapped her legs around him, squeezing his head gently between her knees, causing him to moan with desire. He hadn’t let her pleasure him directly over the last week, but she had seen how much he enjoyed her legs. How he acted as though they were her most erogenous area.
“Yes,” she panted again, her heart racing, her clit buzzing.
His fingers gripped her thighs as he licked and kissed her.
You’re mine, you’re mine, you’re mine, his kisses seemed to say.
Yes, yes, yes, her pussy replied, building to a climax so intense that it was like she was a river, hurtling downhill, and her banks had just burst. She squirted all over his tongue and all over the throne, and he stayed put, moaning in delight as he licked up her cum.
Then, he lifted her up into the air, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her through to the bedroom and set her down on the bed, then took off his clothes.
He looked… beautiful. Was it right to use that word about a man? It felt right, at that moment. He was wide and chiseled and as manly as they come. Firm pectorals with a defined line between them, serving to show how thick his muscles were. His abdomen was solid as rock, with an obvious six pack. His biceps looked strong enough to crush her, and his groin had those incredible Y-shaped muscles going down from his hips. Then, of course, there was the erection. Firm, thick, ready. Yum.
He looked at her with such incredible lust that she thought he was going to leap on top of her, but he paused a moment.
“Wait,” he said. “Let’s do this right.”
