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Authors: Olivia Jaymes
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Peeking up at him from under her lashes, she sat back on her heels and waited for his direction. He didn’t make her wait long. Sinking his fingers into her hair, he guided her head until her lips were directly in front of his cock.
“Suck me.”
Not needing to be told twice, Amanda wet her lips hungrily before starting at the base and licking in long swipes all the way to the head. She fluttered her tongue around the slit, knowing how sensitive Seb was there and was rewarded with his fingers tightening in her hair and the sound of his breath coming out in a hiss. She might be the one on her knees but at this moment she felt very powerful indeed.
Opening her jaws wide, she engulfed the head with her mouth, letting her tongue flicker even as she sealed her lips tightly and began to bob her head up and down.
“Son of a fucking bitch.”
She would have smiled at his hoarse expletive but her mouth was already busy. She gave him no quarter, relentless with her lips and tongue until she felt him swell inside her mouth, the hand buried in her hair twisting painfully. His hot seed jetted to the back of her throat and she had to swallow quickly not to miss a drop. She used her tongue to clean him when he was done before sitting back on her heels, a feeling of triumph percolating inside.
It had been so long since she’d felt good with a man in a sexual situation. Amanda had almost come to expect the feeling of awkwardness and inadequacy that had dogged her relationships since Seb. But not today. Seb made her feel sexy and wanted.
“I’d forgotten how lethal that mouth of yours was,” Seb chuckled, pulling his pants up but leaving them unzipped. He lifted her chin with his fingers so she could see the satisfied smile on his face. “I can’t go all night like I could in my early twenties but I think I’m still good for another go this evening. Maybe more. I’m not that old.”
His rough fingers caressed her cheek and she leaned her head against his palm. “Thank you, Sir.”
“You’re welcome, sweetheart. Are you ready to have some fun?”
“Yes, Sir,” she responded, wanting to show him her submission and that she accepted his leadership.
“Time for your spanking then.”
His lips were curved into a grin and his brown eyes sparkled with mischief. Sparks lit inside at the thought of being draped over his knee, his large hand warming up her ass cheeks. Her nipples tightened and even more honey dripped from her pussy. But…what had she done to deserve punishment?
“I don’t understand, Sir. What am I being punished for? What did I do?”
“Nothing. This wouldn’t be a punishment.”
Amanda frowned. “Then what would the spanking be for?”
“For fun,” he said firmly. “For no other reason than I know you enjoy it.”
She couldn’t argue the fact nor did she want to.
What she wanted was a spanking. Seb was the only man in the world she would ever allow to do this.
“Yes, Sir.” She kept her eyes down and placed her hands behind her back as she had read in several smutty books on her e-reader. When she couldn’t submit in reality, she’d moved over to fantasy.
“What a good girl you are,” Seb praised as he sat down on the bed and patted his lap. “Come here then and get what you need.”
Rising swiftly, she draped herself over his knees, her palms and toes on the floor and her bottom up in the air. Or at least it felt like it. His hands rubbed circles on the sensitive skin, warming up the flesh and making her quiver in anticipation.
“When was the last time you had a spanking, sweetheart?”
His fingers had slipped down into her slit and she moaned as he brushed her clit. It sent a rush of cream onto his hand and her thighs.
“Um, with you, Sir.”
She hated admitting it but she couldn’t lie to him about something like this. His hand paused as if he was surprised by her answer, but then he gave her bottom a light smack.
“Then you are far overdue.
Peeking up at him from under her lashes, she sat back on her heels and waited for his direction. He didn’t make her wait long. Sinking his fingers into her hair, he guided her head until her lips were directly in front of his cock.
“Suck me.”
Not needing to be told twice, Amanda wet her lips hungrily before starting at the base and licking in long swipes all the way to the head. She fluttered her tongue around the slit, knowing how sensitive Seb was there and was rewarded with his fingers tightening in her hair and the sound of his breath coming out in a hiss. She might be the one on her knees but at this moment she felt very powerful indeed.
Opening her jaws wide, she engulfed the head with her mouth, letting her tongue flicker even as she sealed her lips tightly and began to bob her head up and down.
“Son of a fucking bitch.”
She would have smiled at his hoarse expletive but her mouth was already busy. She gave him no quarter, relentless with her lips and tongue until she felt him swell inside her mouth, the hand buried in her hair twisting painfully. His hot seed jetted to the back of her throat and she had to swallow quickly not to miss a drop. She used her tongue to clean him when he was done before sitting back on her heels, a feeling of triumph percolating inside.
It had been so long since she’d felt good with a man in a sexual situation. Amanda had almost come to expect the feeling of awkwardness and inadequacy that had dogged her relationships since Seb. But not today. Seb made her feel sexy and wanted.
“I’d forgotten how lethal that mouth of yours was,” Seb chuckled, pulling his pants up but leaving them unzipped. He lifted her chin with his fingers so she could see the satisfied smile on his face. “I can’t go all night like I could in my early twenties but I think I’m still good for another go this evening. Maybe more. I’m not that old.”
His rough fingers caressed her cheek and she leaned her head against his palm. “Thank you, Sir.”
“You’re welcome, sweetheart. Are you ready to have some fun?”
“Yes, Sir,” she responded, wanting to show him her submission and that she accepted his leadership.
“Time for your spanking then.”
His lips were curved into a grin and his brown eyes sparkled with mischief. Sparks lit inside at the thought of being draped over his knee, his large hand warming up her ass cheeks. Her nipples tightened and even more honey dripped from her pussy. But…what had she done to deserve punishment?
“I don’t understand, Sir. What am I being punished for? What did I do?”
“Nothing. This wouldn’t be a punishment.”
Amanda frowned. “Then what would the spanking be for?”
“For fun,” he said firmly. “For no other reason than I know you enjoy it.”
She couldn’t argue the fact nor did she want to.
What she wanted was a spanking. Seb was the only man in the world she would ever allow to do this.
“Yes, Sir.” She kept her eyes down and placed her hands behind her back as she had read in several smutty books on her e-reader. When she couldn’t submit in reality, she’d moved over to fantasy.
“What a good girl you are,” Seb praised as he sat down on the bed and patted his lap. “Come here then and get what you need.”
Rising swiftly, she draped herself over his knees, her palms and toes on the floor and her bottom up in the air. Or at least it felt like it. His hands rubbed circles on the sensitive skin, warming up the flesh and making her quiver in anticipation.
“When was the last time you had a spanking, sweetheart?”
His fingers had slipped down into her slit and she moaned as he brushed her clit. It sent a rush of cream onto his hand and her thighs.
“Um, with you, Sir.”
She hated admitting it but she couldn’t lie to him about something like this. His hand paused as if he was surprised by her answer, but then he gave her bottom a light smack.
“Then you are far overdue.
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