She’s done excellent thus far. I don’t need to push her too much. I only want to remind her what she liked before that nightmare.
“Let’s see how wet you are.”
I snake my fingers toward her opening, working my way through her dripping flesh, finding her clit already swollen. Using two fingers, I swirl around the tight bud, drawing more keens from her. When I dive inside her opening, she cries out. Despite it being only one finger, she’s so fucking desperate. If she doesn’t come on my cock after this, I’ll be so damn shocked.
“You’re soaked for me, sugar bear. Fucking dripping.”
The erotic sound of my finger pumping into her wet flesh reverberates around the room.Fuck. Maybe I should come once before I continue with the plan. It’ll take all my resistance if I don’t get some relief soon, and it still might not be enough to stop me from coming once I’m inside her.
Nah. Fuck it. I’ve always enjoyed edging myself. Let’s see how long I can stand it.
For a few more strokes, I pump my middle finger inside her pussy before returning to her clit. Her legs start to tremble as she resists the urge to buck into my fingers.
“Do you want to fuck yourself on my fingers, Lettie?”
She forces out her reply, “Anything you want to give me, babe.”
“You’re so much more agreeable when your ass is stinging.”
She lets two muffled chuckles loose, and they crescendo into moans as I work her clit faster.
“You may move your hips or do anything you need to make yourself come now, Lettie.”
“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you, babe.”
Four thank yous in two point five seconds. Could be a personal best.
Her hips start thrashing, rocking herself into my hand as I quickly bring her to the first climax of the night.
“Yes, that’s it. Come for me. Just like that.”
When she reaches the peak, she squeezes her ass cheeks and slams her thighs the rest of the way together. At this angle, it’s one of the hottest fucking things I’ve ever seen.
After she rides it out, I return to rubbing soothing circles on her ruddy cheeks. Nice and gentle. Soon her breathing evens out, and her body grows limp.
“You can get up as soon as you’re ready, sweetness.”
All she can give me is one word.
Scratch that. One letter.
“K.”
And now the real fun begins.
Chapter 4
Hot and cold treatment
LETTIE
My ass is still warm and tingly when he maneuvers me into a seated position on his lap, facing the mirror. Closing my eyes, I throw my head back, letting it rest on his shoulder. For a few seconds, I revel in the lingering euphoria from not just the orgasm but the release I got from the spanking. My body is nothing but gelatin.
His doting hands run all over me like they’re trying to drink up my skin. He moves from my shoulders down to my wrists, then up again before stroking along my back, around my waist, and to my breasts.
“How do you feel?” he whispers against my ear, his feathery, warm breath causing tantalizing shivers to work through me.
Reaching one arm over my head and bending at the elbow, I find the back of his head and lovingly scratch his scalp. “I’m wonderful. I missed that. Thank you.”