Page 78 of The Marriage Auction 2: Part 3

“Gio…”

He put his fingers to my lips to shush me. “You belong to me, Julianne, and I belong to you. The day we said, ‘I do,’ we became one. I’m inclined to make sure you remember that fact. Now, be a good girl and take your spanking like a champ.”

I licked my lips, bolstered my resolve, and laid over his thighs, lifting my skirt up to my waist as I did so.

“Mmm,” he hummed, rubbing his large hand around my bared bum. Within a second, he’d untied the tiny strings at each of my hips and the lace fell away. He cupped me carnally between my thighs, his fingers dipping just inside. “I can see you like the idea of being spanked by your husband in the middle of our kitchen.”

“Gio…please…” I begged. For what, I didn’t know. I just wanted to forget it all. At least for a little while.

The first lash of his hand across the plumpest part of my bum burned like white hot fire and was exactly what I needed.

“Ahhhh,” I cried out with the second as searing heat turned to tingling pleasure.

Giovanni adjusted his thighs, tilting my ass higher.

“Yes!” I croaked as the third and fourth strikes came fast and furiously.

“I am yours, Julianne,” he growled.

Smack.

“Oh my God!” I gasped.

“Everything I have…”

Smack.

“Everything I am…”

Smack.

“Will be used to protectyou.”

Smack.

“Do you understand?” he commanded with another burning, beautiful strike, this time across my thighs, which were coated with my arousal.

“Yessssssssss!” I answered with the tenth and eleventh flaming slap.

My head dropped down, too heavy to hold up.

Gio rubbed my bum roughly, gripping each cheek with a powerful grasp, cementing his ownership over my body. Only he could make it sing, pleasure and pain bursting through my nerve endings, making my sex clench over and over. My clit was a hair-trigger. One touch and I’d shoot off like a rocket into the stratosphere.

“Who do you belong to, Julianne? Admit it and take your last spanking with honor and pride.” His tone was a tortured plea. He needed to confirm his place in my world as much as I did.

“You. I belong to you,” I grated through the searing heat and unimaginable pleasure.

His palm smacked right over my wet throbbing center, and I jolted as the mother of all orgasms barreled through me.

With speed and grace, he yanked me up, centered me over his erection and thrust home.

Stars flickered behind my eyes as I came hard, screaming at the top of my lungs, letting all the rage within me out into the open room as my husband pounded into my body. The orgasm fluttered through every nerve ending until Gio lifted me up and slammed my hips down and plunged deep, his release coating my insides as he held me tight.

I was gone.

Obliterated.

My body sizzled with tiny electric pin pricks over every pore as I slumped forward, my chin pressing against the back of his head as he buried his face between my heaving breasts.

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