Page 115 of Bling

“Hmm. I think this will be even easier than I thought,” he said thoughtfully. A stinging spank landed on her other cheek without warning and she gave a high-pitched yelp.

“See now, aren’t you grateful I got a place with a pool house?” he asked as he landed another swat.

She giggled—something she thought she would never do during a spanking. The giggle morphed to a whimper as his hand landed on both cheeks at the same time. He plunged a hand between her thighs again. This time, he sank one long digit into her opening and pumped it in and out a few times before he found her clit and gently massaged.

He gave another series of spanks, followed by more gentle attention to her pussy. This process repeated multiple times. Each time he ramped up the pressure on her clit and fingered her for longer, always backing off before she got to the edge. Her bottom was warm and likely already pink, but she wasn’t writhing in pain or hating any of it.

He released another volley of smacks, this time not stopping until he’d struck every part of her bottom before he snaked his hand into her folds again. The sting of her bottom seemed to jolt straight to her clit, and she whimpered as this time she felt herself on the brink of the ultimate pleasure.

He pulled back again, preventing her from going over and unleashed a half a dozen stinging swats to each cheek.

“Such a good girl,” he murmured as his hand drifted between her legs. “Feel the sting and come for me,” he murmured as he flicked a finger across her clit. That’s all it took as the fiery burn in her ass was overtaken by the ecstasy of an orgasm that reached her toes. She let out a garbled moan of pleasure as he helped extend her orgasm with continued attention to her clit.

“Mmm. That’s yummy, Doll. I could get used to mornings like this,” he murmured.

She’d been anti-spanking for so long, she hated the idea of agreeing with him, but right now she was so high on the sensations he’d given her. So much more than a quick smack on the ass as he fucked her from behind. This had been a methodical, intentional spanking combined with the right kind of touching that had sent her over the edge into the waterfall of pleasure.

“Lay back on the bed and spread your pretty legs for me. Looks like I’m going to need another shower, because I need to be inside of you right now,” he crooned.

She loved this tender—but still very dominant—side of Garrett. There was no hesitation as she settled herself against the pillows and spread her legs. He leaned over to his side of the bed and grabbed his pillow.

“Hips up,” he commanded. The pillow slid beneath her when she obeyed, and she suddenly felt very open as he positioned himself in front of her.

His cock was thick and engorged and she wanted it in her hands, but he was already preparing to slide into her soaked, swollen pussy.

She whimpered as he stretched her and pressed deep inside her. His motions were slow and languid, much the way his spanking had been.

With slow thrusts of his hips, he pulled in and out of her all while staring deep into her soul. At least that’s how it felt as she stared up at him. His gaze was so intense as he gently filled her and pulled out again.

“You feel so good around my cock, sweet Isabelle. It’s like your cunt was made for me.”

“Maybe it was,” she murmured, regretting her words almost instantly.

He grinned. “I’m a fan of thinking that way,” he said on a grunt as he pushed himself inside her again.

After a few more gentle thrusts, she whimpered as he pulled out.

“What’s the matter, Doll? Do you need me to fuck you properly?”

She nodded emphatically. “Yes please, Sir. I like the way you fuck me.”

His eyes shrouded with lust and he hooked his hands beneath her knees, lifting her legs. His hips shoved against her and he began to move faster and harder, pounding into her. The way he held her legs and had her hips propped up, it felt like he was going deeper than normal

“Finger your clit,” he commanded harshly as he fucked her.

She let her hand drift between her thighs and found her clit. A gentle swipe of her finger nearly sent her over the edge, but she willed herself to hold back.

“Don’t hold back, Doll. Come for me,” he commanded.

She let herself relax and massaged her clit again, this time letting the wave overtake her.

He wasn’t far behind her and she felt his hot seed unleashing inside of her as he braced himself against the bed and groaned out his release.

He eased out of her and collapsed beside her a moment later.

“Now that’s a better way to start the day than a run,” he murmured when he’d caught his breath.

She let out a giggle. “I wholeheartedly agree. Even the spanking was better than running.”

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