before him, her wrists
shackled behind her as she gave him head sent his heart crashing against his
chest. Then she inhaled all of him deep into the hot, moist cavern of her mouth
and his bones become nonexistent. He would have fallen if he hadn’t at that
moment grasped her head, steadying himself.
Kayla smiled around his throbbing erection.
The little witch knew what she was doing to him. She slid her mouth down to the
base of his shaft, slowly tracing the veins back up to the tip, watching for
his reaction.
Barry couldn’t help it. He moaned, his eyes
closing as his head lolled back. Then she began to fuck him hard and fast, her
mouth and tongue leaving a sensual path of destruction in their wake. His
testicles hardened, drawing up close to his body as a somatic sensation of a
thousand tiny prickles spread across his groin.
“Stop! Oh God. Kayla, stop.”
Her obedience appeared to have flown out
the window, because she slid her tongue across the small slit, lapping at his
pre-come before she pushed against it. The sudden burn threatening to race down
his cock told him he was way too close to releasing his load.
“Stop,” he demanded firmly.
Carefully and without breathing, he eased
out of her hot haven, fighting the need to come and the shivers that assaulted
him. The second her warmth released him, cool air caressed his heated flesh,
sending another round of shivers up his spine.
When he could finally manage a coherent
sentence, he stared down at her. “Minx. You’ve earned another punishment. But
first let’s get the initial punishment out of the way.” Anticipation of the
forthcoming spanking made blue flames flare in her eyes.
Lord help him. She was turned-on by the
thought.
Barry’s hands trembled as he unlocked the
handcuffs from her wrists, noting small half-moon shapes where her nails had
bitten into her palms. She had enjoyed pleasuring him. Assisting her to her
feet, he gazed at the flush across her cheeks, the redness in her lips and the
uninhibited gleam in her eyes. With a toss of her head, her blonde mane flowed
over a shoulder, making her appear wild and untamed. Sexy.
“Are you wet with the thought of a
spanking?” His gravelly voice gave him away no matter how he tried to hide his
excitement.
Licking her lips, she looked up at him and
her eyes darkened. “Yes, Master.”
“Do you like it soft or hard?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never been spanked
before,” she breathed.
“Never? Not even as a child?”
“Never,” she repeated.
“Then let’s take care of your punishment
now. Go to one of the chairs by the window. Bend over and place your palms on
the seat.”
She swayed as if suddenly dizzy, remaining
still for only a moment before making her way across the room. Without saying a
word, she pulled an armless chair from beneath the small table and did as he
instructed.
His cock hardened even more at the
beautiful sight bared for his eyes only.
How far would she go?
“Spread your legs wider,” he demanded.
When she complied, revealing the moist,
pink flesh between her thighs, he nearly swallowed his tongue. This woman was
definitely more than he had dreamed of. Maybe even more than his heart could
take.
Moving up behind her, his dick arched
angrily against his belly with the need to part her swollen folds and bury deep
inside her. But that would have to wait.
With both hands he started at her ankles
and smoothed up her long, silky legs to caress the soft but firm globes of her
ass. When he slapped one cheek lightly, she glanced over a shoulder. Hunger in
her gaze said she wanted more.
Fingers splayed, he struck her with enough
force that she gasped. A red spot rose and he caressed it, feeling it grow warm
beneath his palm. He popped the other cheek harder still, and this time she
cried out, gasping and swallowing a breath.
As he dragged a finger across her moist
pussy, she trembled. “You’re wet.” He pushed a digit into her and found her not
only wet but