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I squeeze and knead her ass with my hands as I thrust, then spank her in unison with each pump. She moans, whimpers, and bounces on my dick each time my hand comes down. It feels amazing. I spank her a lot more than I did when she was over my knee, but slow down when her ass gets red, focusing on my thrusts instead.
“Keep going.” She moans.
“If I keep going, you’ll still feel this when you sit down tomorrow, too.” I warn her, rubbing my hand across her ass.
“Even better.” She exhales sharply.
I give her what she asks for, pumping my dick deep with every hard slap on her ass. I wasn’t sure if this position would work, but it definitely seems to be one she enjoys, so if this is what she wants, I won’t hold back. The rhythm stays steady until she’s squirming so much she can’t stand it. She throws a hand back and I move it away, then punish her with several hard slaps on the spot she was trying to cover. That sends her over the edge and I feel her pussy clenching my cock.
“Fuck.” I groan. “You’re gonna make me explode!”
“I’m already there.” Her whole body convulses and orgasmic spasms massage my cock.
I can’t even think about holding back. I erupt inside her as she comes and thrust myself deep, letting her milk every drop of my seed. Exhaustion takes us both. I lean back and she slumps against the floor, staying there for several minutes before she’s ready for me to help her up. When she turns around, I see tears stains on her cheeks and wetness around her eyes.
“Did I really hurt you?” I stand up, immediately alarmed. “I’m sorry.”
“No, it was great.” She smiles and wipes her eyes. “You gave me exactly what I asked for.”
“Still, I wasn’t trying to make you cry.” I shake my head and sigh.
“I was going to cry this morning, regardless.” She shrugs slightly. “At least I enjoyed myself during it.”
“Come here.” I pull her in for a hug. “I’m going to miss you so damn much.”
“Now you’re going to make me cry again.” I hear it in her voice. “I’m going to miss you, too.”
This is it. This is actually goodbye. Not forever, but it feels a lot different from last night, because I have to leave right after she does. We hug, and I do my best to reassure her. I’m not sure if it works, but she seems to be happier. I sit and watch as she gets dressed, not letting my eyes off her until she goes into the bathroom to make some adjustments to her make-up before school. It only takes me a minute to gather my clothes and throw them back on, then I walk Bethany to her car.
One last hug. One last kiss. Then I watch her drive away.
“Fuck.” I say, looking down at the ground.
This is going to be a lot harder than I imagined and I already imagined it would be torture.
I pack up my stuff, lock the front door, and drive away about an hour after she does. My path takes me in the opposite direction, and I have a scowl on my face the entire way back to the city. I used to love coming home after visiting Willow Grove. Now, the city has completely lost its luster. There’s a black hole in my heart that can only be filled by one person, and she’smine.
I shouldn’t be separated from her like this.
Bethany and I text back and forth once I get home. She sends me a picture of her ass, which still has a few marks from the spanking she got earlier. It worries me a bit, but she seems thrilled to have something to remember me by. She hints she wants me to do it again the next time she’s in trouble with her Daddy. I have no problem obliging, if that’s what she wants.
I barely get any sleep after we say goodnight. I toss and turn in my bed. It feels like I’m sleeping on a cold rock compared to the lavish beds at Grimwillow Manor. I’m not even in the mood to jack off, even though Bethany sent me a few enticing shots of more than just her ass. When morning comes, I feel like a zombie as I drag myself into work. I’m rude to my secretary. I’m sour through all of my morning meetings, and by lunchtime, I feel like I need some fucking air.
I’m falling apart. Bethany is in my head like a sweet addiction I crave on my breath. I want to be with her so fucking bad. It’s Tuesday. I can see her again on Friday. That’s only a few days. Three nights of attempting to sleep. I can endure that to see her again. Surely. I just need a distraction.
Too bad the only real distraction is my sweet Bethany.
Bethany
ImissEdgarassoon as I leave Grimwillow Manor.
The only thing that keeps me going forward is knowing he’ll return.
I don’t pay attention to most of my classes. Luckily, the Halloween spirit is in full swing and there’s a lot of stuff going on around campus. That’s why it wasn’t a big deal to skip my first class. I don’t even feel the sense of excitement I normally do when I leave to go home, despite it being Halloween night. I check in with Amelia and she’s on the mend. She doesn’t feel well enough to go to any Halloween parties, so I know she’s not fully recovered.
“Bethany, I have a surprise for you.” My grandmother motions to me when I walk through the door.
“Oh?” I ask, following her into the living room where I see my dress hanging over a chair. “You fixed it!?”
