14. Celeste
Fourteen
Celeste
“Strip, tiny goddess.”
“Okay,” I whisper. I’m not sure what he has planned, but I trust my husband. He sits down on the bed, motioning me over once I’m naked.
“So fucking beautiful,” he says, devouring me with his eyes. “Lay across my lap, ass in the air.”
“Why?”
“Don’t test me, sweetheart. I’m still very upset with you.”
I nod my head. I lie across his lap, moaning as I feel his hardness pushing against my stomach. A smack across my ass cheek makes me gasp. “Nathan! What are you doing?”
“Punishing you,” he says, smacking the other side.
“Ouch! That hurts!”
“Does it really, sweetheart?”
“What do you mean? Of course it does.” As he spanks me again, though, I moan. He spanks me then massages my ass. Each smack goes straight to my core, making me drip with need.
“You love it, don’t you, sweetheart? You love your punishment.” I shake my head. He brings his lips against my ear and whispers, “Liar. Let’s see, shall we?” He pushes his fingers inside of me and moans.
“Fuck, you are drenched, baby.” He thrusts his fingers in and out of my dripping cunt.
“Please, Nathan.”
“Are you sorry for running from me?”
“Yes!” I scream, nearly coming apart at the pleasure he’s creating between my legs.
“And you won’t run again, will you?”
“No!” I cry. “Please! Quit teasing me.”
He smiles. “Come for me. Now.” He rubs my clit and I explode, drenching his hand. I scream his name as I come apart. As I’m coming down, he gets up and strips. In moments, he flips me onto my back and fills me with one thrust.
“Yes! Nathan! You feel so good.”
“I’m missed you so fucking much. I’m going to remind you who you belong to.”
“Yes! Don’t hold back. Fuck me as hard as you want to.”
He grins. “Oh, sweetheart. You have no idea what you’re asking for.”