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He continues as I urge him on with my voice and by shamelessly pushing up my bottom toward each spank. Each one drives me closer to the edge, and on twenty-six, as if my body has been waiting for it, an orgasm breaks over me hard.
I shake helplessly, sobbing in pleasure as my pussy clamps down over and over again around nothing. Fluid is leaking frommy entrance, and every nerve in my body throbs with sensation, pushed unexpectedly into overdrive.
I’m sobbing for real now, unable to stop. Levi makes a rough sound in his throat and pulls me up, resituating me on his lap so he can wrap his arms around me and so I can cry into his chest.
“Shit, Hailey,” he says, soft and raspy. “Oh shit. Was it too much? I knew it was a lot, but you kept askin’ for it. Should I have stopped? I’m so sorry, sweetheart. I wouldn’t’ve hurt you for anythin’.”
“No. No!” I’m gurgling through my breakdown, but I lift my face so he can see it and choke out, “It was so good. I wanted it just like that. I don’t know what’s wrong with me now. I came so hard. It just… it just broke me or somethin’.”
He pulls me back into a close hug, murmuring that I’m not broken, that I did so good, that maybe I needed the emotional release. I cry myself out in just a few minutes and feel better than I can ever remember feeling when I finally fall quiet, sniffling against his shirt and nestling in his embrace.
“You okay?” he asks at last, stroking a hand down my hair.
“Yes. I’m better now. I feel really good. Maybe I needed to cry as much as I needed the orgasm. I don’t normally let go like that.”
“I know you don’t. But you can anytime you need to. With me. You can.”
“I know.” I raise my head so I can kiss him softly. I nuzzle his coarse beard. “You didn’t hurt me. I don’t want you to be worrying about that.”
He slides a hand down to my bare bottom. “Well, you’re still all hot and red here. It sure feels like you got a good spankin’. You gotta be sore.”
“I am. But I like the feeling. It kind of revs me up.”
He chuckles at that and then pulls me back into a soft hug.
We sit like that for a long time, and I love every second of it. I’ve never felt so safe.
So cared for.
So protected.
So loved.
“You’re really okay, right?” he murmurs at last.
“I’m better than okay. I’m happy.”
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Levi’s expressionsoftens at my earnest declaration. He believes me.
He pulls me into a kiss that starts light and brief. But I grab his head with both hands and hold it in place so I can deepen the kiss.
The kiss lasts so long it eventually gets me going again, despite the intensity of my climax from the spankings. Levi came hard not too long ago, however, so he’s not going to be up for sex again anytime soon.
That doesn’t bother me. I’m mostly just happy to be with him. Exactly like this.
“Okay,” he says after several minutes of kissing, easing me away gently.
“Okay what?”
“Your birthday’s not over yet, and I got an idea.”
Perking up again, I’m smiling as I ask, “What is it?”
He manages to extricate our bodies, lifting me up and repositioning me on his big armchair in his place. Then he strides over to the old sink vanity where I keep the hand towels. He wets one down and grabs the lotion.
I’m staring as he approaches. “You want a foot rub?” I ask rather foolishly since he just told me he was doing something else for my birthday.
