Lured into Love (Blossom in Winter #2) - Melanie Martins Page 0,50
please.” Another swat. “Fuck!”
“Stop swearing,” he snaps back.
Four have landed already, but I can’t fathom how to endure fourteen more. “Eighteen is a lot.” That’s the only thing I manage to say. Then I realize it’s my own age, and I wonder if he did it on purpose.
And I feel another strike landing on my right cheek. “F—!” I say the rest between clenched teeth.
“Did you say something?”
“Five,” I shout, making it seem like I’m counting them.
“Good.” Another smack, this time in the middle of my backside, and I can’t help but bend my knees at the blow. “Do you want to start again?”
“No,” I whine.
“Then keep your legs straight.” And as much as I want to disobey, it seems wiser to do what I’m told.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
Alex delivers four blows across my cheeks in such record time that my brain doesn’t even have time to fully process the impact. I whine at the pain, but I think my butt has become numb by now. I feel like the quick strikes hurt less than those he takes more time to carry out. Maybe because of the anxiety that anticipates each blow. After ten swats, his hand rubs warm circles on my cheeks, soothing me and getting me ready for what is yet to come. His touch shouldn’t drench me though. I should be mad at him, not getting wetter! He then stops for a moment, and I feel his fingers glide between my thighs while I’m panting from the pain and the heat.
“You’re wet,” he says, letting me know that it isn’t a secret.
“I can’t help it,” I tell him in a whisper as I realize that this punishment has been more erotic and intimate than I thought. Then I feel his fingers parting my labia and entering me. I part my legs a bit, welcoming the insertion of first one finger, then two. “Mmm…” I chew my bottom lip, closing my eyes at my growing rapture as he pushes his two fingers farther in and then out. It’s hard to stay still as he fingers me. My hips start following the rhythm of his thrusts, and I know I’m not the only one enjoying it. “Ah…” The sound of my moans seems to incite him even more as he keeps his fingers pressed inside me, reveling in my moisture. Then his two fingers leave my pussy, but only to move up to my clit, where he starts rubbing it. “Ahhh…” A whimper of pleasure escapes my lips, and I feel myself getting more and more drenched. Jeez, I can’t control the climbing orgasm, and my legs bend at the stimulation. His other hand fondles my chest before cupping my right breast. My nipples tighten, my body shivers, and my thighs tremble at the electrifying sensation of his fingers owning my swollen clit. “Oh gosh…” I’m gonna come at any moment if he keeps going. And Alex does keep going, increasing the pressure and friction on my flesh to leave me in a trance. “Oh my…” My heart is pounding against my ribs, my parted lips pant, and I’m feeling close, so damn close…
“Come for me,” he growls. The sensuality of his demand catches me off guard, turning me into a hot mess, and a flush of ecstasy hits me hard. My legs quiver, struggling to hold still at the imminent orgasm. My fluids have probably dampened his whole hand by now, but I couldn’t care less. A burst of electricity explodes from within me, and I fall onto the surface of the table, my legs melting, no longer able to hold my weight at the immensity of my gratification. Regaining my breath, I can’t help but say, “That felt so damn good…”
Alex takes me by the hips, putting me back in position. “Eight more to go.” A shiver rolls down my spine at his sharp tone. And I’m brought back to reality at the smashing sound of his palm against my right cheek. Smack! “Ow…” Either he added intensity to this swat, or my skin has become more sensitive, leaving the sting to feel like a blaze! Knowing there is more coming, I brace myself for the next one and shut my eyes. Smack! This one lands on my left cheek, and it’s just as merciless as the previous one. Damn it! My bottom feels on fire, and I’m panting. I resist the urge to reach back because I know it’d be worse. Fortunately, Alex starts gently massaging