Page 88 of Hard Lessons

“Your last fifty spanks. Don’t think I forgot.” He drifted his palm over the back of her thigh to her stretched ass cheek. He curled his fingers into her flesh, gripping her.

“Oh, God... now?”

“Si, now. Then we start with a clean slate.”

“Luca... I... oh!”

He’d brought down a hard slap. The heat was instant and spread over her cheek to her pussy.

She jerked up the bench but barely moved an inch. He had her trapped beneath his weight.

“Forty-nine to go,” he said, his jaw tight and studying her face.

He spanked her again, a solid thwack with his palm.

“Oh, fuck...” she gasped, her pussy clenching around his cock, her clit throbbing.

“Si, fuck, that’s what we’re doing.” He pulled out and shunted back in, groaning as he did so.

Another ten slaps landed on her buttock. The heat intensified, she trembled and curled her toes. Her pussy dampened, the warmth spreading. The pressure was building.

“Hell,si, that’s it.” He curled his hips under, ramming home with each thrust. His balls slapping up against her.

“You kinky bastard... you like this. Punishing me and fucking.”

“What’s not to like,mio amore.” He caught her mouth in a wild kiss. His spine bowed as he curled his hips and fucked her.

She had no idea how many spanks she’d taken but they were raining down hard and fast, one per thrust of his cock.

She was on fire, the pressure in her clit seeming to have reached volcanic proportions. “Oh, Luca... it’s so... much.”

“Don’t come until you’ve taken fifty.”

“But...” How many more?

She clung to him, the ringing of the slaps echoing in her ears. They’d look wild and out of control to anyone who was passing. Hell, someone might even rush to her rescue.

But rescue was not what she wanted.

“Has it been fifty?” she gasped, digging her nails into his shoulders and feeling the flesh give.

“Si. Come... Now!” His voice was a growl.

Serena gave into it. She closed her eyes, flung back her head, and clamped herself around him. Bliss erupted from her pussy, spreading through her body, down her limbs. She cried out as loud as she could, wanting him to hear just how amazing he made her feel.

Luca came with her, blasting deep and releasing his pleasure. Her pussy hugged his shaft and he groaned with a wild abandon she adored.

On and on he pumped into her. His body was hard and big and surrounded her, filled her.

Eventually he slowed, then stilled. He kept his hand spread on her ass, absorbing the heat.

She nestled her face against his neck, breathing deep and enjoying the aftershocks. He panted as though he’d run a marathon.

“This is where I want to be, always,” he murmured.

“I’m yours.”

“I know.”

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