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The soft leather would sting but would not truly hurt until he used it on her pussy. A quick little sting, more like a massage, was all she would feel on her bottom. Nathan had no hesitation bringing it down, again and again, keeping one eye on his wife as she moaned.
Her hips lifted as though she was offering her bottom for more punishment, and Nathan smiled.
Perfect.
Turning her alabaster skin a pretty rose pink was no hardship.
* * *
Lily
The whip felt nothing like she had imagined.
Far better than the spanking, it was more pleasure than pain, the sting highly erotic as the ends of the whip danced over her skin. She could feel her bottom warming pleasantly, the same warmth trickling through her and heating her core.
“Oh…” Turning her head, she pressed her face against the bedsheets, closing her eyes and shuddering as Nathan whipped her. She had imagined something much harsher.
Perhaps even felt a trickle of disappointment, it did not hurt more.
The ends snapped against her pussy, and she cried out as her body jerked upward.
That sting hurtfarmore, landing against such tender flesh. The warmth was more like a flame licking at her, the sting sinking deeper with a stronger bite.
Yet it did nothing to temper her arousal.
Again the whip snapped against her sensitive nether lips, then again… and again, leaving her confused as to what sensation she was actually feeling. The craving, the burning, the pain were all melding together.
She was sinking into the sensations, drowning in them. Everything burned. Everything throbbed. The desire growing inside her was pulsing, shoving out every other consideration.
Just like before, her thoughts were being scattered to the four winds. With so much stimulation, so many things to feel, she could not concentrate enough to think, to question.
By the time she felt the bed dip behind her and realized Nathan’s intentions, it was far too late to stop him, even if she wanted to. Bent over before him, she felt him press into her from behind, like his stallion to her mare. The stretch of her body to accommodate him was intense.
Hands gripped her hips as he slid into her from behind, pulling her back when he thrust. Lily cried out as he filled her, her body clenching around him. His body slammed against hers, against her throbbing bottom and pussy lips, adding another layer of pain to the pleasure. Her fingers dug into the bedsheets, and she gasped and moaned.
He began to thrust, and her breasts swayed, nipples dragging over the bed beneath her, body pulsing around him. Lily sobbed out her cry and shuddered. Her toes curled, the intensity of the ecstasy more than her body could bear, and all of her muscles tensed.
“Nathan!”
A slap landed against her bottom, already sensitized from the whipping, and she screamed as her orgasm slammed into her, crashing through her body. If it was not for his other hand on her hip, she would have collapsed onto the bed beneath her, unable to hold herself up.
* * *
Nathan
Another hard slap against Lily’s bottom made her clench around him, her inner muscles squeezing his cock as he rode her. The pink flesh of her bottom rippled every time he slammed into her, and his handprint stood out even starker, brighter, on her skin.
“Nathan!” She screamed his name again, then she sagged beneath him.
Leaning forward, he reached under her to grip her breasts, and she screamed again, spasming around him, bucking beneath him as he closed his fingers around her sore breasts. Though he did not pinch her nipples, exactly, her nipples were between his fingers, and he knew she would be feeling it.
The angle made her cry out again, and Nathan felt her reaction. Thrusting deeper, harder, he gave himself over to his desires, letting himself fuck her as roughly as he could while she shuddered in glorious climax. His own desires finally reaching their peak, he buried himself inside her as deeply as he could, pulsing inside her and filling her with his seed.
ChapterTwenty-One
Lily
Waking up sore and alone was quickly becoming one of Lily’s least favorite things in the world. Scowling at the empty pillow beside hers, which was still indented from where Nathan had slept, she wondered when he had snuck out. In the middle of the night to finish sleeping in his own room? Or early this morning to get to work, leaving her resting while he was productive?
