Tempting. Tight. His c**k clenched at the memory of being buried there.
He returned the material to its resting place, smoothed his hand over her butt then lifted it for the first soft blow.
She flinched, crying out at the first small smack. Not pain, he could tell by the arch of her sweet backside that it wasn’t pain. Or at least, not a pain she didn’t want to experience again.
The erotic, sensual burn on her butt was driving her crazy. She could feel her flesh heating, absorbing each small smack as it tingled and ached for more. She had never known anything so sexual, so completely naughty as being bent over Sax’s knee, her ass burning from each erotic blow.
“You flush so pretty,” he praised her, his voice dark and rough as another burning caress was applied to her rear. “A soft beautiful little blush.” She shivered, jerking and crying out as he landed another soft blow.
It wasn’t painful. It heated her flesh by degrees and sent sensations whipping through her body with lightning fast precision. Each little smack heralded a sharp, burgeoning ache in her pu**y, making her juices flow from the ache deep inside. Her clit was swollen, throbbing, desperate for his touch.
“So pretty, Marey.” His hand smoothed her buttock a second before he smacked it again.
She writhed on his knees, pressing her pu**y into his thigh and whimpering with the rising demand vibrating there. She was burning. Each well-aimed, carefully timed smack to her rear only increased the flames.
“Sax, please…” she finally wailed as the next, firmer tap sent her senses careening. She jerked, shuddering as a burning lash flayed her clit and sent fiery fingers of sensation to attack her womb.
Her pu**y was soaked. She could feel the juices clinging to her flesh, dampening her panties. Fire burned her from her ass to her cunt, making her writhe with a lust she hadn’t thought was possible.
Before she could gasp, he lifted her, turning her in his arms and depositing her on the bed as he came over her. His c**k stood out from his body like a flesh and blood lance, the tapered head glistening with pre-come.
His lips came down on hers again. A hard, deep kiss that had her moaning, twisting beneath him as her hands gripped his shoulders and her hips lifted to him.
“Not yet,” he growled, his voice rough as his lips moved to her cheek, her neck. “Not yet, Marey. I’ve waited too long for this, I have no intention of rushing it.”
“Sax, you’re burning me alive,” she whimpered.
It wasn’t supposed to be this good. How was she supposed to survive losing something that felt this good, and he had even taken her yet.
“You’ll burn brighter before I’ve finished,” he warned her, the dominance in his tone making her shiver in anticipation.
His hands cupped her br**sts then, lifting them to his lips. She watched, spellbound, as his tongue curled around the stiff peak of her nipple, licking at it, sending lightning-bright sensation shooting to her clit.
She convulsed with the pleasure, shuddering beneath him as he sucked the tender tip into his mouth, rasping it gently with his teeth before sucking it firmly. Her head twisted on the mattress as she fought to breathe. Arousal pulsed through her body like a hard electrical current, sensitizing her nerve endings, whipping through her bloodstream and driving her closer to an edge of pleasure she could never have imagined.
“Damn, you’re exquisite,” he growled as his lips began to roam lower.
He spread her thighs wide as he licked and kissed his way over her midriff, her abdomen, growing steadily closer to the steamy pu**y covered by little more than a scrap of silk.
Silk that a second later ripped beneath his hands.
Excitement burst through her bloodstream, anticipation electrified her flesh.
She stared down her body, watching as he pushed her legs apart a second before he licked his lips and lowered his head.
The first firm, broad lick of his tongue through the drenched slit of her pu**y nearly threw her over the edge into climax. She shuddered in the grip of pleasure, crying out hoarsely as she lifted her hips, begging for that final stroke that would throw her over the edge.
“Not yet.” His voice was raw, carnal lust. “I’m going to taste you first, Marey. Every soft, slick, sweet inch of this delectable pu**y is mine now. And I promise you’ll never forget it.”
She screamed a second later as his tongue plunged inside her. There were no gentle preliminaries, no warning. She was empty, then she was filled, his tongue stroking inside her as his hands gripped her bu**ocks and lifted her to his mouth.
He sucked at the juices that flowed from her, hummed his approval of her taste and her response against her clit until she was begging, screaming. She was dying in need of him.
“Please, Sax.” Her hands gripped the comforter with desperate hands. “Please now. I can’t stand it any longer.”
He moaned against her flesh, his tongue suddenly flaying her clit, lashing at it with devilish greed as the pleasure grew and grew toward the explosion that would rip through her and destroy her mind. Her eyes widened, her lips opened to scream but all that emerged was a hoarse, brittle cry as her orgasm built, exploded through her with a force that left her convulsing, her muscles locking in desperate sensation as he came over her.
“You’re not finished yet, Marey.”