Page 103 of Lord of Debauchery

While I wiggled and moaned, everything about the man excited me. Including his far too frequent spankings. A teensy tiny part of me almost knew I needed them.

As he brought his hand down, I was certain I heard a jet not too far away. I bit my lip to keep from giggling. Right now, I didn’t want to give myself or my nefarious little plan away.

He seemed oblivious to the approaching company, enjoying the moment of spanking me in such a beautiful setting. Of course the pain was vivid, yet I was tingling all over, the anticipation of the day and night, the entire week, something I’d been looking forward to for a long time. The time away was a solid reward for saving fortunes and beating evil.

His breathing indicated he was having a difficult time keeping his cock in his pants. I knew we didn’t have much time before the planes began to land. He’d have to protect his blue balls for a few hours.

When I dared giggle, he stopped what he was doing, driving his fingers into my pussy instead. “I think you’re enjoying this a little too much.”

His voice seemed deeper and huskier than ever.

“Maybe.” I undulated my hips, enjoying the sweet moment of passion.

“What do you have up your sleeve?”

“For me to know and you to… wonder about.”

He laughed and resumed the spanking, ensuring every inch of my bottom was covered before the whir of engines finally caught his attention.

“Shit. Who the hell is doing a flyover all the way here?” He ended the spanking, not bothering to help me adjust my clothes before walking closer to the water.

I fixed my dress and panties, biting my lip to keep from laughing as I watched him shield his eyes from the stunning sun high in the sky.

As I moved behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist, he took a deep breath. “Are you trying to tell me we might have company?”

“Yes, we will.”

“I thought this was our honeymoon. I would prefer not having a full audience, although it could be some fun.”

I cracked him on the butt, laughing softly. “Uh, no. Thanks so much. But this is a celebration of life and love, of friendship and family and they come in all sizes.”

“So who’s arriving, my little fighter? If you don’t tell me, I will make a point of spanking and fucking you right in front of these mystery guests.”

“You wouldn’t dare,” we both said at the same time just before I stuck out my tongue.

“Seriously. Who is arriving?”

“Let’s just say,” I cooed, “our extended family.”

He narrowed his eyes and wrapped his arm around my waist, holding me tightly as we both watched the planes coming into focus. I’d even had two additional runways installed to ensure I could accommodate the rich and famous.

As I nuzzled into him, I said a silent thank you to all things crazy in my life.

I wasn’t certain if karma had intervened knowing we both needed grounding in our lives or if we’d both been lucky to meet in such a crazy way, but I did know one thing.

While life would never be easy married to a man like Beckham Kennedy, I knew in my heart we’d have an amazing time together, learning about the world through each other’s eyes.

The yin and yang, the push and pull were exactly what we both needed.

As well as the love that had stood the test of… disaster.

A smile crossed my face and it was all I could do not to wave at the incoming jets.

“Come on,” he finally said. “I guess we need to greet our guests.”

As we grabbed our glasses, racing back to the Jeep, something my mother had told me swept into my mind.

“Today is the beginning of the rest of your life, baby girl. Don’t let it pass you by. Take risks, including the toughest one of all, learning to allow in the love of your life.”

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