ass
clenching.
Stretched over his lap, her head hanging
down, her feet lifted from the ground, his hand smoothed over the soft, creamy
perfection of her ass. He lifted the little band of fabric from the cleft of
her butt, grimacing in raging lust as he parted the cheeks of her ass and
glimpsed the small, delicate entrance to her anus.
Tempting. Tight. His cock clenched at the
memory of being buried there.
He returned the material to its resting
place, smoothed his hand over her butt then lifted it for the first soft blow.
She flinched, crying out at the first small
smack. Not pain, he could tell by the arch of her sweet backside that it wasn’t
pain. Or at least, not a pain she didn’t want to experience again.
The erotic, sensual burn on her butt was
driving her crazy. She could feel her flesh heating, absorbing each small smack
as it tingled and ached for more. She had never known anything so sexual, so
completely naughty as being bent over Sax’s knee, her ass burning from each
erotic blow.
“You flush so pretty,” he praised her, his
voice dark and rough as another burning caress was applied to her rear. “A soft
beautiful little blush.” She shivered, jerking and crying out as he landed
another soft blow.
It wasn’t painful. It heated her flesh by
degrees and sent sensations whipping through her body with lightning fast
precision. Each little smack heralded a sharp, burgeoning ache in her pussy,
making her juices flow from the ache deep inside. Her clit was swollen,
throbbing, desperate for his touch.
“So pretty, Marey.” His hand smoothed her
buttock a second before he smacked it again.
She writhed on his knees, pressing her
pussy into his thigh and whimpering with the rising demand vibrating there. She
was burning. Each well-aimed, carefully timed smack to her rear only increased
the flames.
“Sax, please…” she finally wailed as the
next, firmer tap sent her senses careening. She jerked, shuddering as a burning
lash flayed her clit and sent fiery fingers of sensation to attack her womb.
Her pussy was soaked. She could feel the
juices clinging to her flesh, dampening her panties. Fire burned her from her
ass to her cunt, making her writhe with a lust she hadn’t thought was possible.
Before she could gasp, he lifted her,
turning her in his arms and depositing her on the bed as he came over her. His
cock stood out from his body like a flesh and blood lance, the tapered head
glistening with pre-come.
His lips came down on hers again. A hard,
deep kiss that had her moaning, twisting beneath him as her hands gripped his
shoulders and her hips lifted to him.
“Not yet,” he growled, his voice rough as
his lips moved to her cheek, her neck. “Not yet, Marey. I’ve waited too long
for this, I have no intention of rushing it.”
“Sax, you’re burning me alive,” she
whimpered.
It wasn’t supposed to be this good. How was
she supposed to survive losing something that felt this good, and he had even
taken her yet.
“You’ll burn brighter before I’ve
finished,” he warned her, the dominance in his tone making her shiver in
anticipation.
His hands cupped her breasts then, lifting
them to his lips. She watched, spellbound, as his tongue curled around the
stiff peak of her nipple, licking at it, sending lightning-bright sensation
shooting to her clit.
She convulsed with the pleasure, shuddering
beneath him as he sucked the tender tip into his mouth, rasping it gently with
his teeth before sucking it firmly. Her head twisted on the mattress as she
fought to breathe. Arousal pulsed through her body like a hard electrical
current, sensitizing her nerve endings, whipping through her bloodstream and
driving her closer to an edge of pleasure she could never have imagined.
“Damn, you’re exquisite,” he growled as his
lips began to roam lower.
He spread her thighs wide as he licked and
kissed his way over her midriff, her abdomen, growing steadily closer to the
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