“I believe I told you to hold on to that headboard or I would spank this pretty ass, baby.”
I felt him come up behind me and thrust his cock between my wet folds. He pulled back and thrust again, the movement rubbing against me. My arms shook as I held myself up. I had just come, but I was already close again.
He ran his hand up my back until he got to my nape. Reaching forward for my throat, he pulled me up until my back was against his front. His other hand came forward and pinched my nipple. I gasped as pain bloomed, but then the warmth went straight to my pussy.
He rasped in my ear. “You’re going to stay on your hands and knees while I spank you. It will hurt, but don’t worry, you’ll like it. If you do well, I’ll make you come again. Am I understood, bunny?” It was a miracle that I could say yes, I felt so high right now.
He let go of my throat and pushed me until I was back on all fours again. With his cock still nestled against my clit, I could feel him throbbing against me. I desperately wanted him to start moving. I was so focused on that part of his anatomy I didn’t have time to prepare for the smack that landed firmly on my right ass cheek.
I nearly screamed as Reid peppered my ass in quick, hard smacks. He was right, it hurt, but I could feel myself getting wetter with each stroke.
I lost count after a bit, and I started to float. When he was done, I could hear his heavy breathing, causing his cock to move slightly with each breath.
I moaned when I felt my clit throbbing against his hard length. If he slid against me one more time, I would come again. I was shaking with my need to orgasm. Before I could think better, I reached down under me to touch him.
As soon as I did, he groaned and pushed into my hand. As he rubbed against my palm, he slid easily through my wet folds, and I was coming again with his name on my lips. I had no control over myself as my pelvis churned against him.
He gripped my hips, urging me on while telling me to come against his cock. When the orgasm subsided, I was still pushing him against me as he throbbed with his own need. I rocked back and forth, making him fuck me through the slickness of my arousal.
“This was going to be all about you, but I want you so fucking bad.” He pulled away slightly before pushing back through my labia. My wetness made it easy for him to slide. I kept my hand flat against him as he thrust against me. With every pull of his heavy cock, he rubbed against my clit, driving me higher again.
I pushed against him harder, forcing more pressure against me. His thrusts hastened and became erratic.
“I’m gonna fucking come, Kate, I want you there with me. Come for me!” he commanded as he smacked my ass one more time. I let myself go, coming so hard I saw stars.
He groaned from behind me as his cock jerked in my hand, and he came all over my pussy. He gave a couple more thrusts, his release adding to my wetness.
We stayed like that for a moment. He just slowly rubbed against me, spreading his cum like he was marking me as his. Before I wanted him to, he pulled away with instructions for me to stay where I was. He came back with a warm washcloth and cleaned me up. After his roughness, I wasn’t expecting such softness, but I reveled in it.
After he was satisfied with his work, he pulled me into his arms. We lay back down, and he stroked me all over, telling me how perfect I was, and how he hoped I’d say yes to him and Heath.
Not too long after, the moment was broken by the sound of my alarm clock. Reid got dressed and said his goodbyes with long, sweet kisses. He left with the promise that he would see me later tonight.
After I showered, I got ready for work. I tried and failed to cover my bruised cheek with makeup. Later, I would call my lawyer about serving Tom with a restraining order before the day was over. I didn’t recognize the person he was becoming, and I didn’t want any part of it.
Gathering my things, I left for work with a smile on my face. Tonight was the night I’d take a chance and grab what I wanted, what I needed, for a change.
****
“That lowlife, slimy motherfucker!” Jill proved she knew some very colorful curse words, reminding me why I had shut her door when I came in.
She had called me on my desk phone sometime around eleven to see if I wanted to get some lunch with her. I braced myself as I greeted her with our food order. I knew my friend was going to fly off the handle when she saw my bruised cheek and healing lip.
Jill had always been very protective of the people she loved. She was proving that now as she described in vivid detail what she wanted to do to Tom’s favorite appendage.
I cut her off when she got to the meat grinder portion of her rant. “Jill, it’s okay. I already called my lawyer, and she said she will have him served papers by the end of the day. Once he gets the restraining order, he’ll back off.” I truly hoped that was what would happen.
The old Tom had dodged confrontation like it was contagious. This new Tom I met last night seemed to thrive on it. I told myself I needed to look into what was going on with him a little more. I wondered what was happening in his life that made him act this way.
When I told him I wanted a divorce, he’d been indifferent. Yes, he’d tried to blame his infidelity on me, but after we signed the papers, he left well enough alone. It didn’t make sense that over a month later he was trying to get me back.
Jill wasn’t having it. “No! Fuck that. I’m going to havemylawyer take you on as a client. We are going to take that piece of shit to the cleaners. He won’t have two pennies to rub together when we’re done with him.”
When Jill was pissed, she got scary. She was absolutely one of those women who, when scorned, would burn the world down.
She picked the receiver up on her phone, ready to dial when I stilled her hand, trying to make her see reason. “Jill, I’m fine. Taking him back to court is asking for more issues. I just want him to leave me alone. I want to move on with my life,” I said with a small smile, hoping that would help.
She slammed the phone back down. “Fine! I’ll follow your lead. But I swear to God, Kate, if he touches you again, I will kill him myself.” She leaned back in her chair with an exasperated huff. “How the hell did you get away from him, anyway?”