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“You’re a naughty girl who needs this, and don’t ever call me ‘bruh’ again. I want to hear you beg me. Tell me. Say, ‘spank me harder, Daddy.’”
I squeeze my eyes shut. Oh, Jesus, with the daddy thing. I shake my head.
“You’re fucking lucky I didn’t bring my belt down here, or I’d whip your ass.”
I shiver, imagining how hot he’d look holding a belt. I fuckinglovethe feel of leather.
“Meh, I heard those don’t hurt that much.” I am totally baiting him.
“Does this?” he asks, and it isn’t until then I realize he’s been holdingback.
“Yes.Yessssss. Your hand is doing a good job!” I yelp when his palm of steel slaps me where my ass meets my thighs. “Yeoch!”
I’m on fire, my ass and my pussy. I’m so wet I nearly whimper when he pauses to stroke between my legs.
“Exactly what I thought. You’re a bad, bad girl for getting turned on during discipline. I’m going to spank you until you scream for mercy.”
I cave and whimper when he strokes his hand across my stinging skin and cups my ass appreciatively.
“Holyfuckyou have a gorgeous ass.” When he bends, I close my eyes, a rush of heat coming to my cheeks at the prickly feel of his chin against my sensitive skin when he kisses me. “There’s a perfect shape of a handprint. I had to kiss it.”
I’m speechless, and it takes a lot to make me speechless.
“Quinn, talk to me. Tell me you love the way my hand feels against your skin.”
But all I can say at this point is, “Arghmph.”
“You know you like this,” he says with another sharp slap. “You know how hard you’ll come. Let me hear you scream, and I’ll give you more.”
That’s an easy one. I open my mouth and howl as he rains down slaps on my bare skin.Holymotherfuckingshitballshellfiresmokenuts… I’ll be welted from this.
Squeeeeee.
I’m losing myself to sensation as he rains down spank after spank. He’s counting and erasing my tally and talking about spanking one and spanking two, but I barely hear him. The blood thunders in my ears and my breasts feel full and tight when he begins alternating the spanks with the perfect pressure of his fingers on my throbbing sex.
His gruff, raspy voice washes over me as I sink further and further into the present, aware of every millisecond that passes. “You love this. You push just to feel me push back. You love being spanked and helpless. Tell me you’ll take every spanking I give you.”
“I’ll take every spanking you give me,” I say on a moan, as his thick fingers slide deliciously between my folds. He strokes again and again, and I long for more friction, more sensation, more anything that brings me the release I crave.
“I’ve never spanked anyone to climax before,” he says while fisting my hair, his mouth to my ear. “If you come while I spank you, I’ll reward you, baby.”
“I…can…absolutely…come…from… being…spanked,” I breathe, as the first spasm of orgasm makes me shudder. The feel of his heavy hand on my stinging skin sends me closer to losing all control. He wraps his fingers around my hair and pulls, right before he gives me another well-placed swat. I’m so on the edge I’m going to careen down like a rollercoaster with no brakes when he touches me once more.
I shatter. I combust. I writhe and scream, wrapped in a cocoon of delicious pain and pleasure. I’m drunk and high and elated, he’s wringing perfect pleasure from every cell of my body. And when I finally open my eyes, delirious from pleasure and drunk on pain, I realize he’s got one of the sarongs from the hook in the palm of his hand and a twinkle in his eye.
What in the ever-loving universe of kinky euphoria have you gotten yourself into, Quinn?
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CHAPTERELEVEN
“A VEIL… AND NOTHING ELSE”
Adriano
I finda bottle of water and make her drink half of it before we open the bottle of champagne.
“It isn’t a wedding night without sex,” Quinn whispers, slumped against my chest. Her ass is a pretty shade of pink and lightly welted, her tanned skin gorgeous against the cream-colored sarong.
