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Tove chuckled. “Wouldn’t you like that? To beownedby a Fredriksson?”

“I’ll take anyone. Especially you.”

“That’s all that matters to you.” Tove approached with tender trepidation. “Becoming Mrs. Fredriksson.”

Kayla batted her eyelashes at the woman who might marry her one day. “I want to beyourMrs. Fredriksson.”

“Is that so?” Tove lingered near the bed, her body concealed by shadow. Kayla made out the faint outline of her girlfriend’s clothing, but it was the object in her hand she was curious about.Too bad I can’t see.Curiosity offered to destroy Kayla’s perception of the bedroom.

“You think I didn’t wonder about it all the time? Why, Tove…” Kayla turned her torso so Tove had to look at the flirtatious front of a woman who was ready to make the night hers. “The name ‘Kayla Fredriksson’ has a ring to it that I can’t get with a name likeSmith.I could finally be somebody.” She rolled back onto her front and kicked her feet up behind her. “I could beyourKayla Fredriksson, busty babe and honest hottie.”

“Uh-huh.” Tove was close enough to perch her knee atop the bed but refrained. Whether through sheer willpower or a desire to drive Kayla crazy, the woman in question had no idea. “What do I get from you that you wouldn’t give anyone else in my family? How do you makemefeel special?”

Kayla buried herself deeper between the pillows. “By giving you anything you want. I only do that with people I trust.”

“What if I want things on the more unconventional end of the spectrum?”

“Hon,” Kayla said with a knowing chortle, “I think you know the answer to that.”

Finally, Tove reached across the bed, hand firmly landing on Kayla’s thigh. The touch was far from sweet and delicious: it sparked something in Kayla that made her purr her approval into the bedding. Tove’s hand soon moved up to her lover’s ass.

She didn’t just squeeze it. She slapped it hard enough to elicit another gasp of surprise.

“I want this.”

“Why, Tove!” Kayla flung herself back, too excited to remember that the woman who held all the cards had wantedthat.“You are freaky tonight, aren’t you? Maybe take a girl from the front first, though. It’s been a while.”

“I didn’t say I wanted to fuck it.” Tove brandished the item in her hand. Kayla had assumed it was some kind of toy or lube, and she was right, but where she might have expected the acrylic rod was now something heavier: a plush paddle, complete with the kind of holes that Kayla knew only enhanced the pleasurable pain.

Well, no, she hadn’t been expectingthat.

“You weren’t kidding when you said I might need a spanking.”

Tove dragged the paddle up the length of Kayla’s thigh. “I’d say I’ll be gentle, but you’ve been the worst kind of girl.”

When she said it like that… well, how could Kayla deny her excitement? “I really have. You might have to spank my ass.” She rolled back again, allowing her shirt to lift past her bra. “And my boobs.”

The paddle fell limp in Tove’s hand. “Why did you have to sayboobs?”

“What? You’d rather I say tits?” Kayla cupped both, taunting Tove. “Breasts?Bosom?”

“That’s enough of that.” The paddle twirled in Tove’s hand. “Girls like you should take their punishment with class.”

“Oooh,I can definitely class it up in here.”

Tove didn’t give her much warning. That first spank with a paddle was more intense than the acrylic rod had ever been – and Tove knew how to flick her wrist.

“Ah,God!” Kayla still reeled from the harsh sting of such an impact. “Damn!” Was her ass already red? Had they flown past pink already? Would it be bad form to crane her head around and look?

“That’s only the beginning, you naughty liar.”

Kayla had always known that this degenerate lurked within Tove. How many times had she exposed it to the woman who went along with almost anything?Back when I was lying to myself.Kayla was so used to doing whatever her partner of the moment wanted to keep them happy, that she forgot that there were ways for her to enjoy herself as well. Tove was exactly the type to bring such freedom out of her.If anyone spanked me before, I played along, but I can’t say I got into it.The honor now went to Tove, who had unearthed the most playful part of Kayla, a woman who never knew that being spanked could feel sogreat.

It hurts…She gasped when another crack sent a chill up her spine.I also feel so alive!

Part of it was having Tove back in her life. Even before she shared this part of herself with Kayla, there had been an intimacy blooming between them. It soothed Kayla now like a balm to apply to her sore and tender parts.

Part of it was also desperately needing to feel that sensationone more time.

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