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voice.
She inched toward him. “I'm not a child, you know.”
“Any more words like that and you'll find yourself getting a spanking.” He looked as if he meant it.
She closed the remaining distance between them and awkwardly sat upon his lap. Her eyes widened as the solid heat of his erection pressed against her, and he put her hands behind her back, exposing more of her breasts to him.
“Do you think you’ve been good today?” he asked, sounding again like a grim schoolteacher.
She g ave him an exasperated look and rolled her eyes. “Yes, I think I've been very good. I nearly beat you.”
“You came nowhere close to it,” he chided her. “In fact, you didn’t seem to be paying attention at all. ” He gazed down at her nakedness. “Though I'm very glad you didn't.”
“Perhaps I was a bit…distracted,” she conceded, wondering where he was going with this game.
He slowly ran his fingertips across her face, as though memorizing every feature, spending extra time on her lips. She kissed his finger softly and trapped it between her lips, making him catch his breath.
His hands trailed lower, down the column of her throat, then cupping her breasts, caressing her nipples until they became tight pink buds. Bending down, he replaced his fingertips with his mouth, lightly kissing and then sucking each nipple in turn until she forgot herself and buried her hands in his hair.
“Put your hands behind your back.” His voice was hoarse.
She complied slowly, once again feeling vulnerable, like an exposition for him to explore.
“Now kiss me,” he ordered, losing all semblance of the aristocrat and falling completely into what she was quickly coming to believe was his true, passionate self.
She gave him a quick, embarrassed peck on the lips.
He gave her nipples a little pinch, sending heat throughout her body. “I really am going to spank you if that's the best you can do. Kiss me fully.”
She leaned into him and gave him a long, slow kiss, enjoying every moment. As the kiss grew more passionate, and his hands freely roamed her body, she found herself reaching for him again.
He lifted his head, giving her a chiding glance. “Hands behind your back, Mrs. Blake. Must I tie them again?”
She shook her head, chagrined. He certainly liked ordering her around while she was helplessly naked on his lap. The whole game was very erotic. She hoped he couldn’t feel the wetness between her legs through his pants. If only she could get him to take his clothes off also. She wanted to see his naked body and have him as vulnerable as she was. She wanted to touch every inch of him. She reached out for the buttons on his shirt.
Before she could unbutton anything, he grabbed her hands, holding them forcefully behind her back as he flipped her over his knee. “I warned you that I would give you a spanking if you did that again,” he growled, as she stared down at the ground in confusion, her bottom sticking up in the air in a most undignified manner.
To her utter surprise, his hand came down upon her bottom in quick succession, spanking her two times, before he ran his hand tenderly across the burning skin.
“You can’t do this to me,” she yelped. “I will yell for Joseph.”
“Go ahead. He won’t be coming. My servants are very obedient, unlike you.”
“I don’t have to be obedient. I’m not your servant.”
“Careful, Samantha. You have such a beautiful bottom. It's very pink now. It would be a shame to make it all red.” He caressed her bottom very tenderly, and it felt strangely sensual, though she was still confused and wary about the spanking he’d given her.
She hid her face against his thigh, feeling completely exposed and off balance in more ways than one. Shocking her even more, he parted her thighs, until her most secret areas were undoubtedly exposed to him. She squirmed on his lap against his erection.
“Be still,” he told her, softly caressing the wet little cleft between her
She inched toward him. “I'm not a child, you know.”
“Any more words like that and you'll find yourself getting a spanking.” He looked as if he meant it.
She closed the remaining distance between them and awkwardly sat upon his lap. Her eyes widened as the solid heat of his erection pressed against her, and he put her hands behind her back, exposing more of her breasts to him.
“Do you think you’ve been good today?” he asked, sounding again like a grim schoolteacher.
She g ave him an exasperated look and rolled her eyes. “Yes, I think I've been very good. I nearly beat you.”
“You came nowhere close to it,” he chided her. “In fact, you didn’t seem to be paying attention at all. ” He gazed down at her nakedness. “Though I'm very glad you didn't.”
“Perhaps I was a bit…distracted,” she conceded, wondering where he was going with this game.
He slowly ran his fingertips across her face, as though memorizing every feature, spending extra time on her lips. She kissed his finger softly and trapped it between her lips, making him catch his breath.
His hands trailed lower, down the column of her throat, then cupping her breasts, caressing her nipples until they became tight pink buds. Bending down, he replaced his fingertips with his mouth, lightly kissing and then sucking each nipple in turn until she forgot herself and buried her hands in his hair.
“Put your hands behind your back.” His voice was hoarse.
She complied slowly, once again feeling vulnerable, like an exposition for him to explore.
“Now kiss me,” he ordered, losing all semblance of the aristocrat and falling completely into what she was quickly coming to believe was his true, passionate self.
She gave him a quick, embarrassed peck on the lips.
He gave her nipples a little pinch, sending heat throughout her body. “I really am going to spank you if that's the best you can do. Kiss me fully.”
She leaned into him and gave him a long, slow kiss, enjoying every moment. As the kiss grew more passionate, and his hands freely roamed her body, she found herself reaching for him again.
He lifted his head, giving her a chiding glance. “Hands behind your back, Mrs. Blake. Must I tie them again?”
She shook her head, chagrined. He certainly liked ordering her around while she was helplessly naked on his lap. The whole game was very erotic. She hoped he couldn’t feel the wetness between her legs through his pants. If only she could get him to take his clothes off also. She wanted to see his naked body and have him as vulnerable as she was. She wanted to touch every inch of him. She reached out for the buttons on his shirt.
Before she could unbutton anything, he grabbed her hands, holding them forcefully behind her back as he flipped her over his knee. “I warned you that I would give you a spanking if you did that again,” he growled, as she stared down at the ground in confusion, her bottom sticking up in the air in a most undignified manner.
To her utter surprise, his hand came down upon her bottom in quick succession, spanking her two times, before he ran his hand tenderly across the burning skin.
“You can’t do this to me,” she yelped. “I will yell for Joseph.”
“Go ahead. He won’t be coming. My servants are very obedient, unlike you.”
“I don’t have to be obedient. I’m not your servant.”
“Careful, Samantha. You have such a beautiful bottom. It's very pink now. It would be a shame to make it all red.” He caressed her bottom very tenderly, and it felt strangely sensual, though she was still confused and wary about the spanking he’d given her.
She hid her face against his thigh, feeling completely exposed and off balance in more ways than one. Shocking her even more, he parted her thighs, until her most secret areas were undoubtedly exposed to him. She squirmed on his lap against his erection.
“Be still,” he told her, softly caressing the wet little cleft between her
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