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My clit pulsed and I sucked in a heated breath. This man was going to be the death of me. His thumbs slipped underneath the thick lacy hem, just gliding back and forth and teasing me with his touch and what was to come.
Very slowly, he began to edge them down. There was no rushing this. It was as though he was savoring every moment. He didn’t look down yet either. Instead, he kept his gaze solely on me, which only made my face burn hotter. As he exposed each inch of me, my heart pounded faster, and my clit followed suit. I was convinced that my panties were already soaked through, and I wasn’t sure if that showed on the delicate lace.
A bit roughly, he tugged my panties past my bottom, and I gasped, knowing that my full exposure was scant moments away. When he bared my pussy at last, I shivered hard.
Shameful arousal coursed through me like a firestorm.
“You’re thinking about me taking you over my knee, aren’t you?”
The gentle purr of his voice nearly undid me. I didn’t want to tell him that he was right, that I was imagining that very thing at this exact moment. He took a step back, just for a second so he could whisk my panties all the way down my legs. I tried to close my thighs to hide myself, and he chuckled, the sound of it dangerously ominous. Firmly grabbing my knees, he forced my legs open and stared into my eyes.
My cheeks were fully aflame, and I couldn’t find it within me to answer him. I swallowed hard and his gaze danced with aroused amusement.
“Keep your legs open, babygirl. Disobey me and you’ll find out what my hand feels like on that bare little ass before I put you to bed tonight,” he instructed, his voice stern, and my belly flipflopped inside of me. I nodded, letting him know I understood. Already overwhelmed by the fact that he was going to look at me, I didn’t want to add more to it by earning that stinging spanking he’d already threatened.
That didn’t mean I wasn’t imagining it, that maybe a part of me kind of wanted it.
“Eyes on me. I want you to see me look at you for the first time,” he growled.
I quite literally moaned out loud.
I clapped my lips shut as quickly as I could, but the damage had already been done. There was no way he wouldn’t have heard that. I whimpered, doing as he instructed even as my whole body burned with shame. He held my gaze for a few long seconds as my world started to spiral, knowing he was going to be looking directly at a place no man had ever looked before.
And then it happened.
His eyes flicked downwards, and that would have been bad enough, but then he knelt down between my legs to get a much closer view.
“Please,” I begged. My thighs twitched, trying to close. He didn’t allow it. As if he had anticipated me doing that very thing, his palms pressed against them so that he could keep them open.
“Babygirl, I thought you might only be a little wet for me,” he began. By the way he said the words, I knew he wasn’t done speaking. I knew he’d seen.
I wanted a black hole to open up beneath me and swallow me whole. Embarrassed shame cascaded through me, yet my body continued to betray me. My nipples were painfully hard, blessedly hidden by the pushup bra beneath my dress. I tried to focus on that small victory even as my pussy fluttered with hope as he stared right at it.
At least he wouldn’t see those… Right?
I looked away, and he cleared his throat.
“Look at me,” he demanded.
With a mortified whine, I did as he commanded, meeting his gaze as I trembled before him.
“You are absolutely soaked,moya malyshka,”he said out loud, making the arousal that I had hoped was maybe just a product of my imagination very real in a fraction of a second.
Did he like it? Did he think I was just a depraved whore? Would he think something was wrong with me?
“This soaking wet little pussy is the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
My thighs twitched as I tried to tell myself that he was just making it up, that he was just saying those things to be nice. His thumbs grazed up and down my inner thighs, not touching my pussy but coming temptingly close.
“You should know something, Natasha,” he began, and I shivered, knowing whatever he was going to say would probably send my body into overdrive.
His thumbs didn’t stop teasing me either. Frazzled, I tried to focus on him, but everything inside me was demanding my attention in another very needy place.
“Seeing you wet and needy like this for me makes my cock very,veryhard, babygirl,” he taunted, and I moaned out loud for a second time. I bit my lip, trying to keep at least some measure of dignity, while also keenly aware that this man was my husband and I, his wife.
If he wanted to, he could take me right here on this table, and my arousal was too far gone for me to get ahold of the reins anymore. My body was directing me now. My mind was simply a not-so-innocent bystander. He knelt between my legs, peering up at me as my pussy wept for him.
Truth be told, I liked that I was making his cock hard. I’d felt it several times against my hip tonight, but in my current position, it meant more to me.
