Page 67 of Mistletoe Latte

“There were a few hints,” Emma said. She sat on her knees, uncertain what to do. As Nick swung the paddle absentmindedly, her eyes grew bigger.

He caught her staring and stopped. “If it’s too much, if you want to stop at any moment…”

“Shout kumquat?” Holy hell, was she really going to do something that required a safe word?

Nick laughed hard. “Ya can if you want. Stop works too. I’m not into any of that forcing stuff, even for pretend. And don’t hold back on my account. You get uncomfortable, you need a break, you want a snack…”

“Nick.” She clung to his shoulders, the chain of the cuffs cutting across his neck. Holding him closer, Emma whispered, “Pink my ass, already.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

She puckered for a kiss, but Nick scooped her entire body up and hurled her onto the bed. Before she could wiggle, he grabbed her cuff’s chain and looped it over a hook hidden in the headboard. “So you don’t fall off,” he said.

All Emma could see were her stretched-out arms and the pillows she’d curled up on for the past nights. Nick took one and guided it under her stomach. He swept his palm down her back, then he did the same with the paddle. Gentle, calm strokes of his hand were followed by the warming leather.

When he reached the small of her back, Emma started to moan. His hand cupped over the top of her ass, and a kiss landed on the middle of her spine. It was so tender, she sat up on her elbows when a swat struck her ass. Barely even that, he’d used almost no force, but the feel of her cheeks bouncing caused her to groan.

“More.”

Nick answered with two swats to her other buttock. Emma arched her back, thrusting her ass up to him. Her wet hair slipped off her shoulders, exposing the whole of her naked back to him. A low moan broke from Nick and a heavy palm landed on her skin. He raked his fingers over her, serpentining down her body until he swerved around her ass and smacked it. This one rang out and Emma gasped.

“Too much?”

She struggled to glance over her shoulder, finding Nick straddling her on his knees with one hand clenched to his raging cock.Fuck. Emma jerked her hips, the slippery pillow gliding against her clit. She had to bite her lip to keep from moaning and fought to keep her voice level. “It could go pinker.”

His wicked smile caused her to gasp. She reached up to the chains and gripped them. Nick slapped her ass three times with the same force. He had a well-practiced hand. With each one, she jerked at the sting, then gasped out a moan. God, she’d never felt so turned on without anything touching her clit before.

Nick bent over her, his moans of pleasure kissing up her back. He took care to not touch her stinging ass no matter how much Emma kept flexing it up.

“Should I try the paddle?”

Yes!

What if it hurts?

What if it hurts right?

Biting harder onto her lip, Emma looked back. “Maybe be gentle?”

He smiled patiently. “We can save it for later.”

“No! I mean, I want to try. Please?”

Nick placed the paddle against the small of her back, and he kissed her. As he trailed lower, he brushed his cheek after so the scruff prickled her skin. Emma shivered and clenched tighter to the chains. The edge of the paddle trailed over the top of her ass. He flipped it to the flat and swept it across the swell of her buttock. It was long enough to swat her entire ass in one go.

What did I get myself into?

When the paddle left her skin, she arched her back and readied herself. It swung with a crack of thunder, but when it struck, Emma glowed. She wiggled her ass, begging for more because her voice was lost. All she could do was gulp in air and pant it back out, her body in flames.

Nick gave another swat with more force. Emma rocked forward, nearly dislodging her chains from the hook. She adjusted, ready for the next round when a great groan rose from behind. Just as she started to look, Nick’s lips pressed to hers. His body eclipsed hers, his pecs coddling her shoulders as his cock bounced against the top of her hot, searing ass.

“I can’t wait any longer,” Nick moaned against her mouth. He sat up and tore open a condom. When he returned, he pressed the torn wrapper into her hands, then clamped his hands to her wrists. Using his legs, he pushed her ass up. It stung when it hit his pelvis. Emma gasped then cried out as the pain switched to a scorching pleasure.

He plied her thighs apart with his knees, then thrust himself in.Holy shit!Even with his cock ready to explode, he slipped right in. She’d never been this wet in her life. Emma gasped at the pressure quickly racing through her veins.

Teeth nipped at her ear, and Nick’s controlled panting swept across her cheek. He jerked slowly, fighting to keep it going, but she ached for a release. Emma raised her ass, smacking it against him.

“Fuck!” they cried out together.

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