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“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize you’d miss me so much.” I bite my lip.
“Oh, Hacker. What have I told you about lying to me?”
“I’m not lying,” I breathe.
“But how could I not miss this?” he growls, squeezing my ass hard.
“So, are you going to punish me?” I purr as the heat surges between my thighs.
“What do you think, sweetheart?” He turns, sitting on the sofa and pulling me down onto his lap so I’m lying face down with my ass in the air.
“Shane!” I stifle a giggle as he pulls my dress over the top of my thighs and my hips until it is sitting around my waist. My thighs tremble in anticipation as his strong hand skims over my bare skin.
“This is a fucking beautiful backside, Hacker,” he growls as he squeezes one of my ass cheeks. Then he spanks me hard and I groan loudly as the rush of wet heat almost floors me. He delivers four more hard slaps before he dips his finger inside my pussy. “You really like my spankings, Hacker?” he growls and I whimper as a rush of my cream coats his fingers. He rubs his free hand over my reddened skin, soothing the burning before he slaps me again and pushes his finger deeper inside.
My walls squeeze him, trying to pull him deeper. “Shane,” I moan out loud.
“Damn! You look so good bent over my knee. I’m going to put you over it more often.” He laughs softly before he withdraws his finger from my pussy and grabs my hips, pulling me into a standing position.
I blink at him. Surely that’s not it? Because I am desperate for more. He narrows his eyes at me as he stands too. “Take off the dress,” he growls as his hands drop to his belt buckle. I pull it off over my head until I’m standing in just my heels and when I glance back at him, he is sliding his belt off. The sound of the leather whispering against the fabric makes my knees almost give way.
He reaches out a hand to steady me, his fingers digging into my hip as his green eyes burn into mine. “You didn’t think that was it, did you, Jessie?” he smiles.
“No,” I whisper.
“Good,” he growls as he turns me around and moves behind me, pulling my hair to one side and pressing his lips against my ear. “You’re going to want to hold on to the back of the sofa, sweetheart.” He keeps one hand on my hip while he places the other between my shoulder blades, forcing me to lean over the sofa. I plant my hands on the back and lock out my arms as he peppers kisses along my back and shoulders before he speaks again. “Because I’m going to make this hurt.”
Those words send shivers of excitement and anticipation skittering up my spine, and I draw in a breath as my fingers flex on the sofa cushions, gripping them harder as I brace myself. I close my eyes at the sound of the leather slicing through the air before it lands with a crack across my ass cheeks. It stings like hell, but it sends more shudders of pleasure through me. He strikes me again, and a growl rumbles in his throat as my body shudders.
“Your ass looks incredible with my belt striping it, Hacker,” he groans before he delivers the third blow, which hits me exactly where the last one did, as does the fourth. Damn! He knows what he’s doing. The tears prick at my eyes from the sting of the burning on my skin, but I take a deep breath and wait for the next one as wetness drips down my thighs. Because I love this, and he knows it.
The next blow lands lower, at the top of my thighs, grazing my dripping pussy and I flinch, but he doesn’t stop. He pushes me to the very edge of my limit, as skilled at causing pain as he is at giving pleasure. And just as I am wondering if I have the words to tell him that I’ve had enough, he drops the belt to the floor and his warm, rough hands run over my ass and thighs, soothing the burning as I arch my back in pleasure. “Beautiful,” he growls before he sits on the sofa, pulling me to straddle him before he unzips his fly. Looking up at my face, he rubs the tears from my cheeks with the pads of his thumbs.
“I’m not crying,” I whisper. “My eyes are watering.”
“I know.” He leans forward and plants a soft kiss on my forehead. “Now, show me how much you love my belt.”
I take hold of his stiff cock and lower myself onto it, savoring the feeling of him filling me completely and letting out a low moan.
“Jesus, Hacker!” he sucks in a breath. “You feel so fucking good.” He palms my ass and squeezes, making me groan wantonly. “You like that spanking?” he growls as he nuzzles my neck. “Because you’re fucking soaking.”
“You know I did,” I moan as I roll my hips over him.
“Such a good girl,” he chuckles before he bends his head lower and sucks one of my pebbled nipples into his mouth as he starts to move my hips for me. I might be on top, but there is no doubting he is in full control, pushing against the sweet spot deep inside me as his teeth graze over my skin.
“Shane,” I whimper as my orgasm threatens to burst out of me at any moment.
“Let go, Jessie. I’ve got you,” he murmurs against me and I throw my head back and obey him. Like I always do.
After he fucked me on the sofa, Shane carried me to his bed and ordered me to lie on my front while he disappeared into the bathroom. I lie waiting for him, with my bare ass on fire, and a few seconds later, he walks back toward the bed holding a small bottle in his hand. Sitting beside me, he pours a small amount of liquid onto his palms and rubs them together before he bends down and plants a kiss on each of my ass cheeks. Then he begins massaging them softly.
“Oh,” I groan in pleasure as I press my ass into his hands. “What is that?”
“Arnica oil. It’s good for bruising.”
“Have you bruised my ass, Shane Ryan?” I sigh contentedly.
“No, but this will help with any swelling too.”
