Page 136 of A Very Naughty Christmas

Then he gave her ass a stinging smack as he started a slow withdrawal that made her groan. She felt lost without his cock and wanted the return of the almost painful fullness, so she tried to move back to impale herself once more.

“No!” Derek said sharply, swatting her a little harder. “Who does this ass belong to?”

“You,” she cried on a whimpering moan as he held her in place and continued to pull out inch by inch.

“That’s right, I decide how much of my cock you get, not you,” he said, then drove back in just as slowly, wringing mewling little cries from the back of her throat, sounding so desperate to her ears she barely recognized them as her own.

“Yes, sir,” Kendra said softly as he continued taking her ass at the same torturously slow pace.

“Whose ass is this?” he asked again.

“Yours!” she panted.

“Who decides how hard this little hole gets taken?”

“You do! It’s your ass! You decide how it gets fucked!” Kendra said, ending with a wail of frustrated desire. She felt like she was on a precipice she didn’t fully understand, on the cusp of something huge just out of reach.

“Good girl… good girls get rewarded,” Derek told her as he withdrew once more, then pounded back inside.

They both cried out in pleasure when he slammed home. Then he began to take her ass hard and fast. Kendra whimpered in pleasure, no longer able to form words as she found herself moving her legs apart to take him deeper.

Derek pulled her hips out from the desk a little as she widened her stance so his balls slapped against her swollen clit with every inward thrust. The pleasure was almost more than she could bear.

“Please… oh, please…” she chanted, her body covered in a sheen of sweat as her need built higher and higher.

He answered her pleas by pounding in and out of her even harder and faster until suddenly her world seemed to shatter, and she screamed hoarsely as pleasure seemed to radiate up her spine, sending tingles through her scalp and back down again.

Her body jerked and spasmed hard on Derek’s thrusting cock, then he groaned and she felt him shoot ribbons of cum deep into her ass.

She hissed in discomfort when he withdrew from her ass. It surprised her that it hurt when a few minutes ago it had felt so good to have him filling her ass.

“I know, baby,” Derek said as he lifted her in his arms and carried her toward the doctors’ bathroom. “Let me get you cleaned up and then I’ll rub some Neosporin into your bottom to help with the soreness.”

“I… ummm… that’s not really necessary… I… er…” she ended lamely, feeling a blush creep into her face. Suddenly, she was horribly embarrassed, and it didn’t matter that the man had just been inside her ass. Washing her and rubbing ointment into her asshole seemed to take intimacy to a new level beyond anything she’d experienced previously.

A firm hand came beneath her chin and tilted her face up so she had no choice but to look him right in the eye. “I take care of what’s mine. I will wash you and then I will make sure there is no damage to your bottom. Am I understood?”

Kendra felt her chin quiver, his caring breaking through her barriers faster than the spanking and hot sex ever could have. Tears filled her eyes as she felt the walls protecting her heart shatter at her feet.

“Am I understood?” he asked again.

She took a deep breath as one lone tear escaped her lashes and rolled down her cheek. “Yes, sir.”

He smiled down at her, his thumb rubbing away the errant tear. “Good girl.”

It was like a ray of sunshine had filled her from the inside out, warming her chilled soul, and everything in her relaxed; everything would be okay.

He bathed her gently and carefully, washing all traces of their sexual marathon from her body, washing her hair, then drying her like she was the most precious creature on earth. Kendra felt safe and more loved than she ever had in her life. She only balked a little when he bent her over the bathroom sink to inspect her asshole.

Three sharp swats to each sit spot put paid to the small rebellion. She held still while he examined her and then coated a finger in a combination of Preparation H and Neosporin before stroking it into her ass and thoroughly working it into her sore tissues.

Once that was done to his satisfaction, Derek lifted her to sit on the bathroom counter while he bathed himself. She winced when her bottom came into contact with the hard surface.

Her ass was tender inside and out; there was no way to shift to find a comfortable spot. She thought about a donut but that would put more pressure on her sit spots.

Kendra was frowning as Derek came out of the shower with a towel slung around his hips.

“What’s wrong, baby?” he asked.

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