Mac's Winter Spanking - Sex Stories

Mac's Winter Spanking

... her find a release. “Answer the question.” “No.” She breathed out. “You shouldn't have to see that.” He pulled his finger out and slid out from under her, so she was laying over the side of the bed. She heard the rustle of his clothes and then he smacked her ass, hard. She heard him slide the drawer in the night stand open. The click of the top on the bottle of lube and then he was pushing himself into her. She cried out in pleasure, feeling suddenly too full, his erection pushing past her tight ring. His hand came down and worked her clit. She arched her back, lifting herself to him, taking all of him in. He steadied himself with a hand on her hip, thrusting into her with an urgency she hadn't seen coming. She came in a frenzy, all of her emotions cresting, she felt tears running down her face. Luke collapsed onto her back, he kissed the side of her neck. “The next time you're dancing on a table it better be a private show.” He brushed her hair back from her face and turned her head to look at him. “For me.” As if she needed the clarification. Later still, Mac was freshly showered and snuggling into bed in Luke's arms. She was happy they had reconnected and he wasn't actually angry with her. She was just drifting off to sleep when she was jostled in his arms. He reached over her and slid the nightstand drawer open. He rummaged for a few seconds then plunked the little wooden paddle on top of the nightstand. He slid the drawer closed and settled back in. infosantioana.hi2.ro/mydildopussy.jpg/ here is some hot action! “Um, what's that for?” He pulled her closer, tucking her head under his chin. “Tomorrow. I think we need to have a talk about throwing food.” Mac's eyes widened as she was rocked by Luke's deep chuckle.