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have to punish you if you disobey?” The tip of his cock pressed against her opening. She had to fight the urge to impale herself on it.
    “I won’t. I’ll do what you say.”
    “Ask me again.”
    “Fuck me.”
    And he thrust into her. Hard and without preamble, he filled her, stretching her throbbing sex in a way that made her moan in pleasure. His erection was so big, and her muscles so tight with need, that she could feel every inch of him as he entered.
    “Is this what you want?” He pulled nearly all the way out and thrust in again. “My cock filling your aching pussy?”
    She could only respond with moans of bliss. Her internal muscles clenched, inviting him deeper into her. Though her breasts were pressed flat against the counter, her steepled nipples slid against the lace of the babydoll with each thrust of his body, adding to the sublime sensations pulsing through her. His fingers dug into the muscles of her ass. He breathed out oaths as his own orgasm seemed imminent. She wanted to come, to let herself fall into that wonderful abandonment of ecstasy, but he had told her not to.
    “You’re so tight, Meghan. I’m sure your pussy’s just begging for release.”
    “Please, I need to come,” she gasped.
    He spanked her even as his hips pistoned, filling her, carrying her to the edge of fulfillment. “Not until I say. You don’t want me to stop, do you?”
    She arched her back. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”
    His palms splayed on her ass, and he pressed his thumbs into the tight hole still slick with her cream. The pressure sent shockwaves of euphoria to her core and tingled in her nipples and then to her fingers and toes. There was nothing in the world except this man, his cock, and the intense pleasure he was causing her body. She wouldn’t have expected the naughtiness to heighten her desire, but here she was, bent over her kitchen counter, begging this man to let her come and loving every second of it.
    When he spanked her again, the pain sent her soaring, and she couldn’t hold on. The ecstasy slammed her over the edge, and she pushed back on his cock, feeling the quaking of his thighs. She didn’t care what punishment would come. Meghan gave herself over to the mind-numbing bliss filling every cell of her body. She writhed against the counter, as wave upon wave of her heavenly climax rolled over her body. Her incoherent cries of ecstasy were joined by his, as he crested, and an orgasm pulsed through him. His fingers dug deep into her hips as he slammed relentless into her, his hot seed filling her and prolonging the joy for both of them.
    Meghan had no idea her body could do that. She’d never experienced such an intense release. As he fell heavily on her back, she exhaled a long breath of satisfaction. “I love you, Peter Maddock.”
    “I love you too, Meghan.”

Chapter 5
    Meghan stretched her achy body in the bed. Peter had made love to her two more times, before falling asleep in her arms. It was good to have him home. Sighing contentedly, she rolled to snuggle into the heat of his body, but found his side of the bed empty. Meghan called his name, but no answer came from the bathroom.
    The alarm clock winked out the number 12:00, sending eerie pulses of red through the pre-dawn light of the bedroom. Retrieving her silk robe heaped with her nightie and Peter’s cast-off jeans on the floor, Meghan slipped it on and padded down the stairs. Perhaps she could coax Peter back into bed, and they could spend the early morning hours huddled under the covers entertaining each other before heading off to their respective jobs. With the storm, people would understand if she got to the shop a little late.
    “Hey, you,” she said to Peter as she entered the office. He sat in the dark, the glow of the monitor casting his face in an eerie light that brought out deep shadows under his eyes.
    “Meghan.” He clicked several keys on the keyboard, sending a rapid flash of windows across the