What have I gotten myself into?
Immediately I start to clench my pussy, my bottom hole, my whole body.
Nope, I say to myself. I can safely say spanking is not for me. The anticipation of the strike undoes me completely. My nerves just can’t...
I freeze up even more when Colter forces my rigid legs apart, takes the handle of the flogger, and runs it over my pussy.
A deluge of hot juices falls from my center as he taps my clit with the smooth handle. He plays with me, separating my wet lips, then slowly pushes inside.
Dear god. I feel my walls suck up the handle like it’s his cock, and the thought of Colter moving inside my body unleashes a wave of lust so diabolical I open my legs further.
All I hear is Colter’s devilish chuckle before he really and truly thrusts the handle inside me.
Before I can react to the invasion, Colter brings his huge hand down on my butt cheek. My brain delays the impact, and I romanticize the freaking heck out of it. The heat of his enormous palm on me, the callouses that tickle me, the scent of him being this close.
And then all hell breaks loose when he delivers another one that goes down raw, reality-crashing, rip-roaringly hard against me.
“Wait... Colt... wait,” I yelp.
But he waits for no one and continues to instruct his hand to whip my ass. I quiver, shudder, and wail as the flesh on my butt turns a steaming hot red. The handle of the flogger inside me seems to increase in size on its own, but I know it’s only because my pussy swells and leaks even more with every smack of his hand.
The pain lifts, and I’m littered with a dark, deviant pleasure that makes me want to fuck the thing inside me as if it were his cock.
I’m wild, untamed, and nothing can stop me. His strikes get harder, pounding into my flesh. Shamelessly, I rub my clit against the rough fabric of his jeans.
Oh my god, I’m going to stain his clothes, but even that can’t stop me. I grind against his thigh; his muscle flexes, and the pressure on my clit increases tenfold. I explode into a climax so dirty, so unhindered, I completely soak his jeans.
Chapter Eleven
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Only my erratic pantingfills the silence around me. Yep, I just did that.