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“Now that is a word I like to hear,” he said, as he slowly removed hisfinger.

When he’d pulled the vibrator from me, I could feel a trickle of cum run down my thigh. I tried to stand, he held medown.

“I’m not done with you yet,” hesaid.

He trailed one hand down my back and between my thighs, he inserted two fingers in me, twisting and pumping. I loved the feeling of the vibrator inside; I loved his fingersmore.

“I’m going to do something now,Lauren.”

Before I could ask what, he brought the flat of his hand down on my arse cheek. For a second I was stunned into silence. I could feel the sting and then heat. My whole body heated up, my clitoris throbbed harder, and that sting seemed to have transferred to my very core; my pussy pulsed and my stomachflipped.

“Jesus,” I cried out. “Oh God,again.”

He brought his hand down on the other cheek and my legs shook. It hurt but as his fingers fucked me, it was a different hurt. It intensified all my senses. What was already pleasurable became heightened. I could feel every sweep of his fingers, and I could feel every slight movement as he flexed his knuckles. He rubbed his palm over my backside, soothing thesting.

“Again,” Iwhispered.

The third brought me to a shuddering orgasm that had tears roll down mycheeks.

Mackenzie dropped to his knees, and while I came down from something that confused me, he licked and sucked every drop of my cum from me. He ran his tongue up my thigh, over my clitoris, sucking it into his mouth. He dug his fingers into my arse cheeks. My stomach ached, my legs felt heavy. When he’d taken every drop I could give him, he raised his face and very gently kissed my heatedcheeks.

He rose, leaning over me and wrapped his arms around my chest; he pulled me up, cupped one arm under my legs and lifted me. He laid me on the bed, facedown.

“Stay there,” hewhispered.

I heard him walk to his bathroom. He returned shortly after, and I felt a cold washcloth placed on my backside. He sat beside me, trailing a finger up and down my back. He removed the washcloth and then I felt a drop of something on each cheek. He gently massaged it in. The sting had gone, but I had no doubt my arse was as red as the cheeks on myface.

He gently rolled me over; I covered my eyes with one arm. He pulled itaway.

“Talk to me, Lauren. Tell me how youfeel.”

“I shouldn’t have liked that,” Isaid.

“Why?”

“I…” I looked at him. “I don’t know, maybe because it’s a form of punishment, and I’ve done nothing wrong. But…I lovedit.”

“Good,” he said with asmile.

“It felt so wrong, but so…” I struggled to find thewords.

“I know,” hewhispered.

“Have you had that done toyou?”

“No, but like I’ve said before. I enjoy the reaction. To see you come so hard for me is amazing, Lauren. It’s an unbelievable feeling to know I can produce that for you. I can arouse you so much you come apart around me.” His voice had lowered to a whisper, and I could have sworn I saw tears in hiseyes.

He lay beside me, wrapped his arms around me, and held me tight. He kissed me so gently, so, dare I say it,lovingly.

“Thank you,” hesaid.

We lay in silence for awhile.

* * *

We seemedto be able to move around the kitchen in sync, there was no awkwardness; no ‘I don’t belong,’ feeling. Mackenzie cooked steaks and I set the breakfastbar.

I’d taken a shower earlier, while he got on with some work and we’d decided on an early dinner. I liked watching him cook. He clearly knew what he was doing as he tenderised the steaks, added seasoning, and turned them briefly in a pan before placing them under the grill. I chopped salad; it was as much as he’d allow me todo.

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