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“The question is, what do I do about it?”

Again, she has no response.

“I could end things with you, but I didn’t fly two hundred miles today to punish myself.”

Ending things with Skye is not an option. At least not yet.

“I could take you over my knee and give you a good spanking. It’s what you deserve.”

She walks backward, away from me, until her back hits the wall beside the elevator door. I close in on her.

“Your lips are parted in that sexy way,” I rasp. “I want to kiss you so hard that your knees give out.”

She inhales a slight gasp.

“That wouldn’t punish you, though.”

She stays silent and closes her eyes.

“So no kisses tonight. I’m going to spank your creamy ass, and then I’m going to take what I came all this way for. And you’re going to let me.”

Her bourbon eyes narrow slightly. She’s thinking. Thinking about how she can give in yet still maintain control. She wants this as much as I do. I can feel it in the pulse of her body. Already she’s wet. Ready for me.

“Braden…” she whispers.

“Yes?” I lock onto her gaze with laser focus.

She inhales sharply. “Do what you need to do.”

In a flash, she’s in my arms, and I’m carrying her to my bedroom. I throw her on the bed and tug off her shoes, slacks, and panties. She spreads her legs, giving me full view of her arousal. Fuck. She’s pink and swollen and glistening with cream.

But that pussy won’t be climaxing tonight.

I close my eyes and inhale. “You smell like heaven. I’d love to taste you, Skye. Give you a hundred orgasms like last time, but that wouldn’t be punishment. So I’m going to spank you. Then I’m going to fuck you hard and fast and take my own pleasure.” I unbuckle my belt and unzip my fly. I yank my pants and underwear over my hips. My dick is fully erect, and a small pearl of clear liquid emerges.

I toss her over onto her stomach and bring my palm down on her ass.

“Ow!” she cries out.

Another slap. Then another. The pain I give her flows back into me via my palm and throughout my body. My cock throbs. Her ass is deliciously rosy.

“Gorgeous,” I rasp. “So pink.”

I slap her again and then once more.

I raise my palm for another, but my dick has other ideas. My whole body is awake with passion and desire, as the pleasure-pain I’ve given Skye rips through me like a tidal wave.

I flip her back over so she’s lying on her back.

I push her legs forward and thrust into her.

She cries out.

I fuck her hard. I fuck her fast.

And with her legs pushed so far forward, my pubic bone doesn’t nudge her clit.

Her body responds anyway, which is exactly what I want. I’m going to take her to the peak.


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