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Oh! It was even going to be over his knee. Excitement raced through her even as she felt a trickle of liquid between her legs. This was even further proof it turned her on, not that she really needed that proof. How many spanking websites did she have saved in her browser? Walking to his right side, she began to bend, squeaking when he lifted her hips and placed them directly over his lap. Neither her hands nor her feet touched the floor. That was disconcertingly… exciting.
A warm hand rubbed lightly over her rump, making her squirm slightly in anticipation. “Stay still, Char,” he said soothingly. The first strike was not bad at all, but she was shocked at how all of her senses were involved. The sound in the quiet room of his palm against her buttocks, the soft heat that bloomed right where he hit, not to mention the excitement that grew within her.
This was not bad at all. There was no pain, no discomfort, just the steady kiss of his hand spreading over her backend and the top of her thighs. The heat caused by each swat was actually nice, as the room itself was cold. Relaxing fully on his lap, she closed her eyes and sunk into it.
“All right,” he said, stopping. Was that it? “All warmed up. Your flesh has a nice, soft rosy hue. Let’s see if I can make it fire-engine red.”
Her head and feet both rose at the same time in reaction to the searing heat spreading across the surface of her skin. The first time, she was in shock; the second time his hand came down, turning the heat up to a burn, she cried out. When the third blow fell, she kicked, trying to work her way off his lap. His other hand grasped her waist, stopping her from moving as his very hard hand came down again, this time hitting the crease where her buttocks met her thighs. All of her air left her in a whoosh and she could not move.
Until his hand fell again.
What the hell was this? It hurt. It really hurt! And yet… there was also something about it that felt really, really good. Each time his palm connected with her overheated skin, the pain made her want to scream and claw at him, but barely a moment later, even as the sting began to spread, pleasure took its place. Kicking her legs slightly as he swatted her upper thighs, she became instantly aware of how wet she actually was.
She truly was sick. How could this turn her—
Another loud crack filled the air as his hand once again landed on that sensitive area between thigh and ass, and a scream tore from her lips as her core throbbed and her abdomen tensed. She was not sure how she knew, but all it would take is one more hit to that spot and she would cum. And she really needed to cum.
Breath coming fast in short gasps from her lips, she whined when his spanking hand settled over her red-hot skin, softly soothing her. “More,” she gasped.
“I think you have had enough for your first time,” he said quietly.
“No, please. More. So close. Please.” The words poured out of her mouth. Unable to think clearly, one-syllable words were all she could articulate.
Instead of responding, she felt as his fingers slid between her thighs, sliding quickly through her wet lips. A low groan left his throat. “Fuck. It turned you on that much?”
“Uh-huh,” she said, nodding emphatically. “Please, Brent. More.”
His fingers moved smoothly along her folds, lightly touching her clit. “So ready,” he murmured, his fingers rising and two of them thrusting into her pussy.
Finding Their Bliss Blurb:
Brent Carmichael loved Corbin’s Bend. A small community at the base of the rocky mountains just for spankofiles, he worked tirelessly to make sure everything ran smoothly and that the residents were safe and happy. He never intended to fall in love but when Charmagne Kendle stumbled into his life, he found an attraction he had no intention of fighting.
Char moved to Corbin’s Bend after losing her job, her apartment, and her fiancé all in one day. She had no idea she was actually moving to a spanking community but with the freedom to explore her secret fetish, she found herself happily upended over Brent’s lap.
As their relationship deepened into domestic discipline, her ex appeared wanting her back. Now she had to choose. The rich, handsome, and charming Nathan Korven or former police officer Brent Carmichael. To find her bliss, there was really only one choice.