Page 60 of Reluctant Surrender

“Punishment for what? I told you what you wanted to know.” She pressed the heels of her hands against my shoulders. But my mind was made up. I wanted her over my lap.

I worked the tiny button on the side of her skirt open, then ripped the damn thing open when the zipper wouldn’t move for me.

“Lukas!” She tried to wiggle her hips away from me, but I wasn’t going to be denied.

“Don’t move, angel. It will only be worse.” I spun her around and gave her curvy ass a hard smack, delighting in the little bounce of her cheeks, even with the tight skirt clinging to her.

“I didn’t do anything,” she complained, but she also didn’t try to move again. Hooking my fingers into the band of her skirt, I peeled the material over her ass, revealing a black lace thong. Fuck. I dropped her skirt to her feet, staring down at the deliciousness that was all mine.

The welts from her last punishment had faded long ago, leaving behind her creamy, smooth skin.

“We’ll see.” I dragged her to the bed where I sank down on the edge and threw her over my knee. Before she could even consider wiggling away from me, I moved my right leg to lay over hers. Neatly trapped, my sweet little wife.

“Did you tell that boss of yours you won’t be back on Monday?” I rubbed my hand over her silky ass. My cock pressed against the zipper of my pants, but I would wait to sink into her pussy until her ass glowed with my possession and she begged me for more.

“I did.” She looked over her shoulder at me, daring in her eye.

“Good girl.” I withdrew my hand and unleashed a dozen hard smacks to her ass, evenly dividing them between each beautiful ass cheek.

“You just said I was good!” she half complained. Her feet pressed into the carpeting and she raised her ass high up for me. I still had her legs locked down, so she wouldn’t be able to kick at me when things got harder for her.

“And you’ll be an even better girl if you take your spanking without so much complaining.” I lowered my aim and delivered a swat to the tops of her thighs. She squealed slightly, but I’m sure I got my point across.

I slipped my fingers beneath the thin lace of her thong and pulled it toward me, spreading her ass cheeks at the same time. Already, her pussy lips glistened with her need. I snapped the material back in place.

“Put your hand between your legs, angel.” I angled her body to make it easier for her to obey me. She tilted a little to the side, then the other before she was able to wiggle her hand beneath herself. “I’m going to spank you until you come for me.” I smacked her right ass cheek hard, groaning at the sweet redness that spread across her flesh.

“How can I… oh!”

I jostled her again, until her legs were split with my knee between them. Her fingers were on her clit, and my knee would give added pressure.

“The spanking doesn’t end until you come,” I warned her and peppered her ass. Keeping up a steady rhythm, I left no spot of her ass untouched. With her feet touching the floor, she was able to lift up and grind her hips perfectly to find the right spot for herself.

“Lukas,” she moaned my name. My hand ached, but I’d made a promise. I would not stop until my girl found her release. With one hand, I held her thong to the side to get a better view of her sweet pussy lips. Swollen and wet. Her fingers circled her clit.

“Come for me, angel. Don’t be a bad girl now. I can still take off my belt.” The mention of increasing her punishment sent her into a fevered pitch. Her body tightened, but I held her ass cheeks apart so I could watch her fingers do their magic. I slowed the spanks, making them harder as she chased down her release.

“Angel,” I warned, but it wasn’t necessary.

“Fuck!” she screamed and chanted the word over and over again as she humped my knee, working her body this way and that until she exhausted herself. Her juices soaked my pants.

“Up.” I wrapped my arm around her middle and propelled her onto her back.

From the bed, she looked up at me with those wide, curious eyes, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth, taunting me. This woman knew exactly what to do and how to do it to make me lose my control. I dropped my pants and yanked her damn thong to the side before shoving my cock straight into her hot, tight sheath.

“Fuck,” I groaned, pushing into her again and again. She was like the drink that would never satisfy. I could never get enough of her.

She hooked her ankles behind my back and grabbed hold of my arms while I continued to plow into her. I bent low and kissed her. If I hadn’t, I would have died. She was like my life’s blood, my oxygen. To not touch her, not have her would be my complete undoing.

I plowed into her once more then stilled as an electric current zipped down my spine. My orgasm burst through my body and I yelled out as every drop of my seed spurted into her pussy.

Several moments passed between us, our foreheads touching.

“I really hope you learned your lesson, angel,” I said between deep breaths.

“You may have to repeat it for me tomorrow, Lukas,” she whispered.

I laughed. “You’re going to be the death of me, woman.”

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