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I lean in and brush my lips against hers, silencing her words with a tender and passionate kiss. “You make me feel the same way. That’s all that matters.”
A smile grazes her lip as she responds, “There’s just one more thing I’ve always wanted to try but I was too scared to bring it up.”
Her voice trails off, and I can see the hesitation in her eyes. I hold her gaze, reassuring her with a gentle smile, and nod for her to continue.
“I want to be spanked,” she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. “I want to feel your hand on my ass as you punish me, take control of me completely.”
I begin by gently caressing her ass, tracing the contours of her body with my hands. She moans softly, her body arching in response to my touch.
“Do you trust me?” I ask.
“Yes,” she answers, her voice firm and steady.
With that, I raise my hand and bring it down on her ass, leaving a stinging sensation that she responds to by pressing her ass against my hand, seeking more.
I continue to spank her, each stroke harder than the last, until her ass is bright red and she’s writhing beneath me, crying out in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
I can feel her pussy dripping with desire, her body yearning for release. I slide a finger inside her, feeling her muscles clench around me as I thrust in and out.
“Do you want me to stop?” I ask, my voice a low growl.
She whimpers, “No, please don’t stop. I need this.”
I continue to spank her, my hand landing hard on her ass, each slap leaving a bright red mark. She moans and whimpers, her body arching into each strike.
“You’re so wet,” I say, teasing her clit. “I’m going to make you come so hard.”
She whimpers and moans, her body bucking beneath me. I spank her harder, my hand leaving a bright red mark on her ass. She moans and groans, her body arching into each strike.
“I’m close,” she gasps, her voice shaky. “Oh, I’m so close.”
I increase the intensity of my spanking, my hand leaving bright red marks on her ass. She moans and whimpers, her body arching into each strike.
“Come for me, Jane,” I growl, thrusting harder and faster into her. “Let go.”
She screams and moans, her body bucking beneath me as she reaches the edge of orgasm. As she comes down from her orgasm, her body trembling with pleasure, I kiss her neck lightly. “Good girl,” I say.
Lying together in the afterglow, the room bathed in the soft light of dusk, Jane turns her head to look at me, her eyes searching mine. “Xavier, can I ask you something?”
“Anything,” I reply, tracing the line of her shoulder with my finger.
“Are you with me just for fun?” Her voice is barely above a whisper, vulnerable. “I know I’m a lot younger and everything but is this real to you? I’ve no clue what I’m doing here, just to be clear.”
I take her face in my hands, wanting her to see the truth in my eyes. “I’m with you because I can’t imagine being with anyone else, ever again. I want more than just fun with you. I want everything with you.”
“Everything?” She echoes, a hopeful note in her voice.
“Yes, everything. I want a future, Jane. A family with you,” I say, the idea blossoming in my heart with every word. “I can’t wait to get you pregnant, to see your belly swell with my child growing inside you.”
Her eyes light up with a mixture of surprise and joy. “A family with me? You really want that?”
“Don’t you?”
She nestles into my chest, and I can feel her smile against my skin. “I love that idea. A family with you, Xavier. It’s all I want.”
Jane’s POV
Iwake up to the gentle rays of the sun filtering through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow over the room.
The soft rustling of the sheets reminds me that I’m not alone in this peaceful cocoon; Xavier is still asleep next to me.
As I turn to look at him, he rolls onto his back, and my eyes widen as I see the unmistakable evidence of his arousal. His cock is rock hard and begging for attention.
A mischievous smile quirks on my lips as an idea forms in my mind. Slowly, I slide down the sheets until I’m face to face with his morning glory.
Without hesitation, I lean in and take him in my mouth, relishing the taste and feel of him awakening under my touch.
I think of last night, how he made me come and asked for nothing in return, how I shared my fantasies with him and then we lived them.
He stirs slightly, his breath hitching as he becomes aware of my actions. His hand finds its way to my hair, gently encouraging me as I draw him to the back of my throat.
His fingers delicately wind through my hair, guiding my movements as I take him deeper. I revel in the feel of his silken skin against my tongue, the taste of him that’s uniquely his, as my lips glide up and down his shaft in a slow, seductive rhythm.
I close my eyes, savoring the sensation of him inside me, the subtle variations in texture and warmth, the subtle changes in his scent as his excitement builds.
I shift my position to tease the sensitive spot underneath his glans, eliciting a soft, breathy moan from him. It fills me with a sense of satisfaction, knowing that I’m the one who is bringing him pleasure.