Page 512 of Not Over You


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He looks over me and nods, and before I am able to brace myself, Shane lands his first smack on my bottom.

It is and it isn’t what I expected all at once.

The shock of the spank pushes everything from my stomach into my throat as my ears ring. My anguish bubbles over, and tears burst from my eyes, coating my lashes at the force. My body jerks, and I inhale sharply, searching for air.

This isn’t a playful tap. A sting courses through me, awakening all of my nerves at once.

Swallowing everything back down, I return my stare. He’s just standing there watching me get spanked with a curious expression on his face, and the rest of the room fades away as my surrender creeps into the corners of my mind.

Another smack lands on my other cheek, a little harder than the last but it doesn’t hurt anymore. Now I know what it feels like, I breathe through it and will my body to absorb the connection.

My hips rock into the desk underneath me each time as a rolling tingle builds from deep inside, igniting my need and spreading to all of my sensitive areas.

I need more. I need them.

Running his hand over my ass, Shane’s cool fingers contrast against my warming bottom as he touches the skin he punished. Then the scent of his crisp cologne fills my nostrils as he leans his clothed body over mine, and speaks quietly into my ear.

“Willow, before we continue, you need to know you can ask us to stop any time. If you don’t want this, say flush. You know, as in the hand we came to own you with.” The confidence in his tone soothes me.

“Yes, Shane.”

Alex breaks our stare, his eyes moving to my bottom, and I tense knowing another smack is coming.

“Relax, or it will hurt more, Kitten.” Shane chastises from behind me, and I nod my head.

Slow, steady breaths fill my lungs as I will my body to calm itself, and wait, watching Alex to shift his glance again. He keeps his eyes on mine as a fourth smack jolts me into the desk by surprise. I choke on an exhale as I recover, furrowing my eyebrows at Alex.

This time he has a predatory grin on his face as he winks at me.

He knew I was trying to read him so I could brace myself.

Lowering my gaze, I clench my hands into fists, trying to relax myself into a controlled headspace again.

Shane’s fingers tickle slowly along the crevice of my bottom. Back and forth he trails until he moves further on one stroke then dips between my legs, and I instantly shift my hips, opening for him as I whimper.

“You need us. Don’t you, Kitten?” Shane’s deep voice is a whisper.

As he leans into me, the erection in his pants pushes against my hip.

“Yes, Shane.” I slur his name, drawing it out as slowly as he trails his finger until his digit makes contact with a sensitive area. Flattening my palms against the desk, I try to push my hips up and back, closer to his touch.

Placing his free hand on my lower back, Shane holds me to the desk as he continues to explore between my legs.

“That’s our girl. Show us what feels good.” Lust radiates around Shane’s words and I answer him with a moan.

I lift my ass to open myself further for him when another spank lands sharply across my cheek. Impact over impact is starting to sting now but it doesn’t make me want to stop.

I want more.

With every new spank, I want another and another until everything around me fades away. For so long, I’ve been in charge. Putting one foot in front of the other, then repeat. I run my business, I run my family and I’m so tired.

Wriggling my hips, my thighs are slick with need and as Shane drops his fingers to glide between my folds they slide through effortlessly this time.

A satisfied hum vibrates through his body as his fingers trail gently from a sensitive area on my nub all of the way back to my back opening, trailing my juices around.

Leaving my labia, he drops his fingers to my inner thighs, now coated and wet, and softly trails around each one, pinching them as he goes.

“I’ve thought about this spot for a long time, Willow. The top of your thighs just before this beautifully soaked pussy of yours.” Shane’s words are spoken with a possessive growl as he speaks, and I answer him in little whimpers. “I’ve thought about all of you over and over again for years. The things I want to do to you.” I shudder at the thought of what he’s going to take.

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