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“Yes.” My voice sounds scratchy too. I clear it. “That’s exactly what I wanted.”
“You’re all flushed and edgy now. You need to come, don’t you?”
“Yeah.” I squirm shamelessly. “Really bad.”
“Then you better climb up here and get your birthday spankings.”
I’m regretting my original plan because I’m so turned on it’s almost painful. The spankings, as fun as the idea is, will only delay that. But I obey the low authority in his tone and stand up enough for him to pull me into his lap.
Instead of laying me out face down like I expect, he sits me up on his knees, cupping my face and then running both hands down the length of my pigtails.
“I’m gonna give you your spankin’s now. But we haven’t done this before. So if you don’t like it, if anythin’ about it bothers you, you say stop.”
I nod since he’s being both sober and tender.
“No playin’ around this time. No pretendin’. You say stop, and I’m stoppin’. No matter what. Got it?”
I nod again. “I understand.”
“Okay.” He smiles, the mood changing immediately. He moves his hands up my body to cup my breasts and then loosely hold my neck. “I know my girl likes it a little dirty, so I think you’re gonna like bein’ spanked.”
I wriggle again. “Maybe. If you’re ever going to do it.”
His eyes narrow. “Was that sass?”
“N-no.”
“Was that sass?”
“I wasn’t sassing.” I’m so excited I’m almost jittering from it.
“It sounded like sass. And because you were sassy, you’re gonna have to wait for what you really want.”
“I’ll be good.”
“Yeah, you will be good. Once I’m done with you, you’ll be good. So go ahead and turn over. You know the right position.”
Gulping, I awkwardly maneuver my body so I’m lying across his lap. He scoots farther toward the front of the seat cushion to make it easier. He tells me to pull down my underwear to bare my ass, so I do, wriggling to get them down over my hips and thighs. He pulls them all the way off my feet.
Then, instead of getting right to the spanking, he starts caressing my back, my butt, my thighs.
“Levi.”
“Yes, sweetheart.”
“I’m dying here.”
“I know how much you want it. But I told you that you were gonna have to wait now for bein’ sassy.”
“I won’t be sassy anymore.” I rock my bottom up against his loosely cupped hand. My pussy feels like it might throb its way right out of my body.
“I know you won’t. But you gotta pay the price for your sass. You look real pretty and sexy like this. All that bright hair and soft skin and your little ass positioned just right for me.”
“Levi.”
“Patience, sweetheart.”
“I don’t want to be patient. I want to come.”
