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She whimpers as she comes down, and I pull out, using the arousal coating my fingers and my pre-cum to lube the head of my dick. I’m so overly sensitive, it’ll be a miracle if I last long enough to make her come a third time.

“Need to fuck you now.” I groan as I circle my cock around her entrance. She’s so wet for me, even after two orgasms.

“Please. It’s been too long. Fill me up.”

“Tell me if you need me to stop.”

She rocks back against me, easing herself over the crown. “I won’t. My body remembers you. I know it does because I haven’t been this turned on since Vegas.”

I hope she’s right as I push into her slowly, gritting my teeth as I watch her body take me in. Gripping her butt cheek, I work myself in and out, getting deeper each time. She’s like a vice around me, squeezing the fuck out of my cock. It hurts in the best way possible.

“That’s a good girl, baby. You’re doing so well.”

“Only for you. No one else could ever make me feel this way.”

“Fuuuuuuuck,” I grind out the second my pelvis touches her ass. “Give me a minute.”

“Why? Having a hard time?” Her tone is playful as she wiggles her ass.

I chuckle and give her cheek a swat, relishing in her sharp intake of breath. “Bratty behavior earns punishments.”

Some women like the idea of being spanked but aren’t able to suspend reality enough to allow themselves to enjoy it. The first time is always a concern, but I should’ve known Skylar would like it, since everything about her was made for me.

“What behavior?” she asks coyly. “You mean this?”

Again, she rolls her hips, and again, I swat her ass, leaving a perfect handprint behind. “Oh, this is going to be fun.”

Chapter Fourteen

Skylar

Who am I right now?I don’t even recognize my own behavior. All I know is that I handed my trust over to this man, so when he brought up spanking, I knew it’d be something I’d like. And holy shit, was he right. Being playful and allowing him to control a situation I didn’t feel comfortable in allowed me to release all my anxiety and let him take over.

I moan as Walker pulls out, feeling every inch of his girth. As teenagers, his size had been a problem. We had no experience, and each time we tried to have sex, we couldn’t figure out how to make it work. Thank god for the internet, where we learned the art of stretching.

When he thrusts back in, he slaps my ass hard enough to sting and make me hiss. He follows it up by kneading the tender flesh, making it feel all better.

“This pussy was made for me. Tell me it’s mine. Tell me your pussy belongs to me now,” he says between labored breaths.

“It’s yours. It has always been yours.”

“Yeah, it is.” With one final swat to my butt cheek, he pulls out completely and taps my outer thigh. “Roll over, Sunny. Let’s watch each other fall apart.”

God, I want that, so I flip over, my eyes glued to this mammoth of a man kneeling in front of me, lazily stroking his monster cock. He has never been sexier than he is right now, with his mussed-up hair from where I held on as he ate my pussy and the primal hunger in his eyes.

“Baby, come here. I need you.” I hold my arms out and let my knees fall to the side, exposing every private inch of me.

“I’ll give you anything you want, especially if it means my dick gets to be inside you.” He drags a finger up my slit and hums. “Look how wet for me you still are. I think that means you can give me one more orgasm.”

I tilt my hips up, and he guides himself into my entrance, still being careful not to hurt me. His face screws up as if he’s in pain, but I know it means he’s trying not to come. It’s a heady feeling to know I have the power to bring this man to his knees.

Once he’s fully seated, he lowers on top of me, holding most of his weight up on his elbows and his knees he’s using for purchase. Our panting breaths mingle in the few inches between us, and he holds my gaze as he rocks into me.

“I love you,” I say openly. “I never stopped. Not for one day.”

“Jesus. You can’t say shit like that to me when I’m barely hanging on as it is.” His thrusts increase in intensity and speed. “I swear to Christ, I’ll never make you regret giving me that gift. I fucking love you too. So much. Now come for me.”

My toes curl into the mattress, and I dig my nails into Walker’s shoulders as my body gives him exactly what he asked for. I’m frantic as my hips lift, meeting him thrust for thrust, reveling in the sound of our bodies coming together in the most carnal way.

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