Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 59154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 296(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 296(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
I watched her ass-cheeks squeeze together. Her fingers twitched. “Yes, sir,” she panted.
“Mmm.” I rewarded her with a caress of her gorgeous ass. My beautiful mate was so magnificent. “You’re doing so well, baby,” I let her know. “Now, spread your legs again, nice and wide, so I can play with this pretty pussy.”
She spread her legs wide, and I stroked between them again with one hand as my other stroked up her back and down her side, soothing and caressing her. Trying to show her how fucking beautiful I found her body. I picked up the vibrator and turned it onto the lowest setting. Instead of sliding it inside her, I slid it under her, so her clit rode it.
She moaned and ground down on it, gushing fresh lubricant onto my bed covers.
Fuck, I never wanted the scent of her arousal to leave this room.
I slapped her ass, a little harder than before, and she gasped. “It’s time for your spanking, baby. You’ve been such a good girl, so I’m going to take my time and warm your gorgeous ass slowly. If you need a break, just say, please stop, sir, and I’ll stop. Understand?”
“Yes, sir.”
I stroked a circle around her ass. “Good girl.”
18
Emma
Holy handcuffs!
I’d never, in a million years, imagined a scene like this. Me… bent over a bed with my wrists cuffed behind my back. Getting spanked while I ground my pussy over a vibrator. It was… insane. Incredible.
Delicious.
Just hooking up with a hot cowboy at my door had been fantasy fulfillment enough. And sure, I knew people used toys and played games in the bedroom, but…whoa.
I’d been missing out.
I had no idea I could feel this way. This trembly and hot. Wanton and needy.
Ready to combust.
Johnny slapped one side of my ass, then the other, then rubbed away the sting. He paused, like he was waiting to see if I’d complain or tell him to stop.
I didn’t. I wanted more and wiggled my butt to tell him so.
He continued, repeating the pattern–one slap on each side then a rub. After a half dozen rounds, my ass smarted with a prickly heat.
Johnny stopped to rub longer. “You’re nice and pink now, baby. It’s so fucking pretty.”
God, I loved hearing how turned on he was by me. I’d never felt so sexual. So desirable. So beautiful.
It was like a lifetime deficit of self-confidence borne of being the quiet, mousy twin rinsed away every time he looked at me. Every time he praised me. Every time he said good girl. I never realized how attention starved I must’ve been before I met him.
No wonder I’d stayed toiling in a gruelling job without a scrap of appreciation. I was used to being passed by when it came to attention handouts. Even now with our parents, since Lyssa couldn’t hold down a steady job and seemed to put herself in constant danger, she sucked all their focus. The quiet, good girl daughter required no special parenting.
I heard the tear of plastic, and then Johnny pulled my ass cheeks apart. A dollop of something cold landed between them, right over my asshole.
I gasped at the sensation, squeezing my cheeks together.
“It’s time for your plug, beautiful.”
My plug. Eek! My anus contracted at the thought. Why had I picked it?
Johnny chuckled. “Don’t worry. This is a small one. I’m putting lube all over it, so it will slide right in. We’ll get you trained, so you can take my cock back there like a good girl.”
Trained! Oh!
Eek!
I felt the pressure of the rounded stainless steel head of the butt plug against my back hole. I sucked in my breath and held it.
“Long slow exhale, baby.”
I loved how confident Johnny was. He oozed capability-porn. A guy who projected that he knew what he was doing without being arrogant was such a turn-on.
“Yes, sir.” It excited me to say those words. Every time I did, my pussy clenched up tight. I followed his instructions and slowly blew out my breath.
He applied pressure to the plug.
I squeezed harder against the intrusion.
“Push back to let me in. Like you’re bearing down.”
I sucked in a quick breath, then slowly exhaled again, and pushed back. As soon as I did, the head of the plug breached my hole. I pushed more as he pressed it inside me. There was a brief moment of “too much,” but then it was seated.
I had the strangest sensation of holding it in my ass, the neck of the plug clenched by the tight ring of muscles that made up my sphincter.
“That’s it, baby. You’re doing so well,” Johnny praised me, stroking his rough, calloused palm around my ass again. “Fuck, look how pretty that is.”
I whimpered, not because it didn’t feel good, but because I was beyond turned on now. I was losing my mind with all the sensations–the buzzing under my clit, my burning ass, and now this plug filling me.