neck and pressed her center against his erection. “I know. I trust you.” Her profession of trust touched Ed’s soul. He wanted to possess her body and mind right here, to make love to her under the swooping branches of the weeping willow tree in broad daylight.
“Did it turn you on when you did it?” Ella asked, leaning back to pull her tank top off. She rested her hands at the front clasp of her bra. “When you spanked me, I mean. Did it turn you on, even a little?” God, this woman was full of surprises. Of course it had turned him on, but he didn’t want her to think he’d punished her to satisfy his own sexual fantasies.
He reached forward and brushed her hands away, unfastening the front clasp of her bra. Her breasts spilled out, round and firm and white. Her nipples were pink, hard peaks, and he gently twisted one until she moaned.
“Yes, Ella, it turned me on when I spanked you.
But that’s not why I did it. I did it because I wanted you to behave for me. When you disobeyed me, I had no choice but follow through with my threat. I am a man of my word.”
A shadow fell over her face, and she leaned back into Ed’s chest, hiding as she spoke. “Even though it hurt, and even though it was rather embarrassing, a little part of me was excited. It was so…beyond intimate.”
Ed knew this confession wasn’t spoken easily, for she had just admitted an embarrassing secret to him.
He forced her to meet his gaze by firmly cupping her face in his hands. He’d never wanted a woman so badly in his life before, so great was his need to take Ella. But her admission had just presented an opportunity that he wasn’t about to pass up.
“Do you really trust me, Ella?” he asked.
She nodded, her expression slightly bemused.
Wordlessly, Ed guided her over his lap. To his delight, she didn’t protest, though he saw a flicker of doubt in her eyes just before lowering her head. He pushed the bottom of her cotton shorts and underwear up, revealing the sweet curve of her recently punished buttocks. His cock shifted at the sight, and he trailed his hand over her flesh. Ella shivered, but remained in place.
He raised his hand up and delivered a sound smack to her bottom, prompting her gasp. Ed leaned down and whispered, “This isn’t a punishment, Ella.
This is just because I want to. I want you to be a good girl and submit to this spanking. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.” Her voice was high and breathless, and Ed knew she was as aroused as he was.
He began slow, warming her up for the harder slaps to follow. Once her flesh was a beautiful deep pink, he moved his attentions to her thighs, smacking each one several times before returning to her bottom.
Ella gasped and squirmed as he built his momentum, but she didn’t attempt escape. She gasped again when he slipped a finger inside her panties, probing the gathering moisture between her secret folds.
Instantly, Ed knew the spanking had indeed aroused her, even though it had obviously caused a level of discomfort. She was slick for him, ready for the merciless pounding he intended to give her. When he slipped two fingers into her warm tunnel, she moaned and arched back, begging for more.
Ed couldn’t wait a second more. “On your hands and knees,” he commanded.
Ella obeyed, and he helped her into position on the soft grass. With her breasts exposed and her reddened bottom high and inviting, she was a vision to behold. Ed quickly lost his pants and moved behind her. He gripped the fabric wedged between her buttocks and yanked upward, teasing her with the friction. She whimpered and bucked backward, and Ed yanked the fabric up twice more. She met his gaze from over her shoulder, her face flushed with need. Ed smiled wickedly, pulled her shorts and panties down, and thrust his length inside in a movement so swift she cried out in surprise.
This woman was made for me, he thought, pounding her ruthlessly as he gripped her hips so hard his knuckles
“Did it turn you on when you did it?” Ella asked, leaning back to pull her tank top off. She rested her hands at the front clasp of her bra. “When you spanked me, I mean. Did it turn you on, even a little?” God, this woman was full of surprises. Of course it had turned him on, but he didn’t want her to think he’d punished her to satisfy his own sexual fantasies.
He reached forward and brushed her hands away, unfastening the front clasp of her bra. Her breasts spilled out, round and firm and white. Her nipples were pink, hard peaks, and he gently twisted one until she moaned.
“Yes, Ella, it turned me on when I spanked you.
But that’s not why I did it. I did it because I wanted you to behave for me. When you disobeyed me, I had no choice but follow through with my threat. I am a man of my word.”
A shadow fell over her face, and she leaned back into Ed’s chest, hiding as she spoke. “Even though it hurt, and even though it was rather embarrassing, a little part of me was excited. It was so…beyond intimate.”
Ed knew this confession wasn’t spoken easily, for she had just admitted an embarrassing secret to him.
He forced her to meet his gaze by firmly cupping her face in his hands. He’d never wanted a woman so badly in his life before, so great was his need to take Ella. But her admission had just presented an opportunity that he wasn’t about to pass up.
“Do you really trust me, Ella?” he asked.
She nodded, her expression slightly bemused.
Wordlessly, Ed guided her over his lap. To his delight, she didn’t protest, though he saw a flicker of doubt in her eyes just before lowering her head. He pushed the bottom of her cotton shorts and underwear up, revealing the sweet curve of her recently punished buttocks. His cock shifted at the sight, and he trailed his hand over her flesh. Ella shivered, but remained in place.
He raised his hand up and delivered a sound smack to her bottom, prompting her gasp. Ed leaned down and whispered, “This isn’t a punishment, Ella.
This is just because I want to. I want you to be a good girl and submit to this spanking. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.” Her voice was high and breathless, and Ed knew she was as aroused as he was.
He began slow, warming her up for the harder slaps to follow. Once her flesh was a beautiful deep pink, he moved his attentions to her thighs, smacking each one several times before returning to her bottom.
Ella gasped and squirmed as he built his momentum, but she didn’t attempt escape. She gasped again when he slipped a finger inside her panties, probing the gathering moisture between her secret folds.
Instantly, Ed knew the spanking had indeed aroused her, even though it had obviously caused a level of discomfort. She was slick for him, ready for the merciless pounding he intended to give her. When he slipped two fingers into her warm tunnel, she moaned and arched back, begging for more.
Ed couldn’t wait a second more. “On your hands and knees,” he commanded.
Ella obeyed, and he helped her into position on the soft grass. With her breasts exposed and her reddened bottom high and inviting, she was a vision to behold. Ed quickly lost his pants and moved behind her. He gripped the fabric wedged between her buttocks and yanked upward, teasing her with the friction. She whimpered and bucked backward, and Ed yanked the fabric up twice more. She met his gaze from over her shoulder, her face flushed with need. Ed smiled wickedly, pulled her shorts and panties down, and thrust his length inside in a movement so swift she cried out in surprise.
This woman was made for me, he thought, pounding her ruthlessly as he gripped her hips so hard his knuckles
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