My eyes roll back in my head as she breaks our kiss and nuzzles into the crook of my neck, panting heavily.I knead and pull at the globes of her ass. Everything about her feels like heaven.
Wait. Wait. I slip my hand a little further, a little closer to between her thighs. A deep rumble of desire emanates from my chest as I discover she'snot wearing panties. Did I interrupt her getting dressed? Actually, does it matter?
Judging by how hard my cock is, no, no, it does not matter. Whatdoesmatter is Brooke's blunt little teeth sinking into my shoulder. God, just like she used to—that one time in college, I thought about that night formonths—she's unraveling me before my clothes can come off. I'm about to burst through my zipper.
"Do you want this?" I manage to gasp out.
"More than anything, Dustin," she croons.
"Promise?" I wriggle my hips under her, forcing out a gasp.
"Jesus, I promise!" She unclenches her teeth from my shoulder. "Are you going to tease me all night?"
Now,there'sa thought. I can feel the grin slide across my face as her eyebrows furrow in dismay. Before she can react, I launch her upwards and flip her face down onto her bed. Her poofy purple skirt rides up and exposes all of the deliciously soft skin of her ass.
"How bad do you want it?" I ask with a hand trailing along her cheeks. Goosebumps erupt from her flesh as I ghost another touch over her skin.
She growls into the duvet. "Sofuckingbad."
"Then you're going to have to wait, I'm afraid."
"Fuck you."
"I intend to." I chuckle. "Just not yet."
Ignoring her whiny little whimpers, I rear back my hand and smack her left cheek. The gasp that spills from her lips is delicious, and I want another. "Count for me, Brooke."
"One…." she whines.
My hand lands with a loudcrackacross her right cheek. The pale skin reddens immediately, and I adore it. This is exactly how I want her, how I wanted her so many years ago.
"Two," my sweet girl moans.
"Think you can take another?" I ask, softly kneading the thick muscle.
She pops her head up and twists around to look at me. "Are you being serious?"
"Uh, yes?"
"I can takemuchmore than that." She wiggles her butt, and I can't help but bite my lip.
Oh, this is going to be so much fun. With a cocky smile, I rear back again, and my hand lands with averysatisfying smack. Brooke lets out a breathy moan. And I thought I couldn't get any harder. My dick is going to burst through my wool dress pants. I silently promise myself I won't linger too long, but who knows if I'm telling myself the truth?
My red handprint decorates both of her cheeks. God, I want to take a picture. But I shouldn't, right? That's definitely crossing a line. That'ssentimentality. And this is just two old friends relieving some tension. What's a little brat-taming between friends?
"I didn't hear you count. Start over."
"Fuck—one."
"Good girl," I whisper. A delightful shiver rolls down her spine. Before she can say anything else, I smack her ass again—harder. The impact ripples over her skin, overlapping with the other handprint. If I have my way, she won't be able to sit straight tomorrow.
"Two!" Brooke yelps, and I chuckle.
"Very good girl." Fuck, I'm so hard. I nudge her knees a little further apart and take in the sight of her pussy. God, she's absolutely soaked. I trail a finger between her lips and hold back a feral groan at how slick and hot and wet she is. Every cell in my body is screaming at me to give up the spanking game. I need to bury my cock in her. I need to fuck her into next week.
I need to fill her hot cunt with my cum. But not before I give her another good, hard spank. Switching to my other hand, I rear back and land another loudcrackon her cheeks. She twitches under my touch, and I rub her ass through the pain, murmuring praise.
"Three," she whispers shakily.
