Page 20 of A Halloween Kind of Night

Spank.

Squeeze.

The briefs were down low enough that my dick felt slightly strangled as I thrust against almost too rough pants. Everything felt almost too much if I was being honest but that just made it better. Boone made everything better.

Racing toward my orgasm as he spanked me and played with my ass, a tiny voice in the back of my head pointed out that just being spanked by him was better than everything else I’d ever done.

And Boone just knew how to keep making it even more incredible.

“Such a pretty hole.” Boone barely ran his finger between my cheeks, circling the tight ring he was teasing me about and making it feel empty. “You keep teasing me with it.”

Fuck.

He was going to.

I was going to get.

Fuck.

“So needy and tempting.” All it took was him barely pressing his finger inside me and then every cell in my body exploded. “That’s right. Your body knows who you belong to.”

Him.

Boone.

My Dom.

When the pleasure started to fade and I could think again, the first thing I noticed was the soft way he was stroking over my back and ass, and the second was him talking to himself. “That’s right. He’s relaxed. It looks good. He came.”

Yep, I was very relaxed.

My ass probably looked incredible.

And I’d come so hard I lost a few brain cells in the process.

My squirming had Boone’s cute list coming to an end, but it’d been enough of a peek in his head to let me know he wasn’t regretting it…for the moment at least. But that was what mattered, so I rolled onto my side and wrapped myself around him.

Boone made a pleased sound and one of his hands came up to stroke my head. “You did such a good job. I’m so proud of you.”

It felt kind of silly to be praised for being spanked, but I couldn’t lie that I didn’t like it.

That didn’t mean I had to talk about it, though, so I just pressed my face against him and hid. It made Boone chuckle and got me more cuddles. “Yes, I can be proud of you for submitting so perfectly and for trusting me and for letting yourself enjoy your spanking.”

Okay, maybe there were a few things I could be proud of.

I wasn’t going to admit that out loud, but I shrugged and that seemed to be good enough for him. “Come here. I’m going to cuddle you but I’m not your body pillow.”

Snickering, I let him shift me around so I was curled up on his lap like a baby. He seemed pleased with the new position or maybe just with everything in general because he had a happy, smug feel to him as he snuggled me against his chest. “Much better. We’re going to stay right here until you’re ready to move, then I’m going to get you all clean and put lotion on your ass.”

I couldn’t help giggling but it made him huff. “There are several different types of aftercare that are important, mental and physical.”

He was so cute.

“Okay.” I tried to stop laughing but it was difficult.

He finally decided to ignore it and huffed as he went back to telling me what we were going to do. “You need water and possibly real food if you get hungry before we go to bed. But I’m not going to harp on that.”

Good because I was pretty sure I’d never be hungry again.

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