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Lorenzo skims his hand over my ass. “She is unforgettable.” He winks at me, and I practically melt into him. Then he gives me all his attention. “Let’s go find our booth.”
He sets me on my feet, and Melanie watches us intently. I can tell she wants to ask why he’s not spanking me like he promised, but I doubt she—or anyone, for that matter—would challenge him so openly. He squeezes my hand tightly in his and we weave through the crowd once more until we reach the private tables at the back. A bouncer shows us to our booth, and I slide along the plush suede bench seat with Lorenzo immediately following me.
“You can speak freely in here, Mia,” he says as soon as we’re seated.
“That was super hot.” I blurt the words out before he changes his mind about the speaking thing.
His eyes narrow. “You like being watched?”
“I didn’t think I would, but…” My cheeks flush bright red. “I loved that everyone was watching us. That they…” I trail off, suddenly self-conscious.
A smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. “That they what, sunshine?”
Biting my lip, I stare into his dark eyes. “They would know I belonged to you.”
His smile widens and he brushes his fingertips over my cheek. “Yes you fucking do. Is that all you enjoyed about it?”
Damn! He knows me so well. “No,” I admit with a shy grin. “I also loved that they were watching you come. I bet a lot of them would have loved to have been on their knees for you, but I’m the only person who gets to do that.”
Without warning, he crashes his lips against mine, palming the back of my neck and holding me in place while he tongue fucks my mouth. When he breaks our kiss, I gasp for air. “I think more people wanted to be me,” he says, his voice low and husky. “Because you are the perfect little sub. The perfect woman.”
Heat pools in my core. “Sir.” I breathe out the word.
“But you’re still owed a spanking. Over my knee, now.”
“Here?”
He smirks. “I can take you back out there and do it in full view of the entire club if you’d prefer?”
“No, no. Here is good.” I shuffle onto the seat and lie over his knee, resting my elbows on the soft suede bench with my ass in the air.
He pushes up my short dress, tugging on the soft fabric until it sits snugly around my waist. He rubs a large, strong hand across my ass, and I purr in contentment. Then he slaps me hard, four times over my panties. I yelp when the last one lands, just as a couple walks past our booth. I freeze as my cheeks burn with shame, but they don’t linger.
“People aren’t allowed to stay and watch up here unless they’re invited,” Lorenzo assures me, and I relax again. He pulls my panties over my ass cheeks and rolls them halfway down my thighs. “How many times should I spank this beautiful ass tonight?” he asks me.
I think of the appropriate number. Too high and I will have given myself an unnecessarily sore ass—at least more painful than I would have had. But too low and he’ll double the amount as further punishment. “Fifteen?” I suggest.
“That’s a little harsh, sunshine,” he says with a dark laugh. “But if you insist.”
Dammit!
I brace myself for the first blow, and he brings the flat of his palm down hard over the meaty part of my butt cheek. Ow! I press my lips together and wince as he spanks me again.
“Your ass looks beautiful when it’s red from a spanking.” He slides a finger into my pussy and I whimper shamelessly. “Jesus, fuck, Mia, are you this wet from sucking my cock or from being spanked over my knee?”
“Both, Sir.”
He spanks me again while he gently finger fucks me, and hot pleasure coils in the pit of my stomach, making me achy and needy for him. “Sir,” I moan.
“My needy little sub. So desperate for a fucking.”
He goes on spanking me, making me wetter with every blow. I had no idea pain could cause this kind of pleasure, but the brand of pain that Lorenzo Moretti doles out is nothing short of exquisite.
Lorenzo makes the last slap the hardest. The sound of his palm hitting my flesh is so loud, even in the noisy club. It stings like a mother too and I flinch, but then he rubs his warm hand over my sensitive reddened skin and I arch into the pleasure.
“You take my spankings so well, sunshine. Such a good girl for me.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
