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lot of
pleasure. He couldn’t—didn’t—want her stop.
    Steve rolled with the feelings and let her do what she
wanted. He barely heard her voice in his cocoon of darkness.
    “I knew you’d like some butt play. Most guys do, but won’t
admit it.”
    She slowed her movements and the lurking orgasm retreated.
He groaned in frustration. “Why’d you stop?”
    “I can’t wear you out too much.” Her hands fell to his
thighs and massaged gently, leaving his cock aching and near to bursting.
    “I’ll bounce back.”
    “I can’t take that chance, cowboy.” The bed shifted with her
slight weight. “First there’s a little something I’d like you to do for me. But
I have to untie you. Is that okay?”
    Damn straight it was okay. “Yes. Untie me.”
    When his hands were free he didn’t waste any time ripping
off the blindfold and flipping Clare onto her back.
    “Wait a minute. You promised to do something for me and I
bet you’ll like it too.”
    “What?”
    “Let me up, I have to get something.”
    Steve let her wiggle out from under him. She reached over
the side of the bed for the paddle.
    “I want you to spank me.”
    “Seriously?”
    “Oh yes.” Her voice was breathy with excitement. “I’ve been
a very bad girl and need to be punished.”
    “I can agree with that.” She’d been keeping him on a knife
edge of arousal all night and that was very bad indeed.
    She pressed the paddle into his hand and leaned over his
lap, trapping his cock between her belly and his thighs. He looked at the
paddle and then at the smooth skin of her ass gleaming like alabaster in the
candlelight. In that moment he realized the thought of spanking her excited
him, probably as much as it did her. Who would have thought? He’d never spanked
anyone before and he had some questions. But he wasn’t going to ask. Steve felt
stupid he didn’t know more about this lifestyle and it wasn’t the time to be
inquiring. Go with the flow.
    He’d watched porn and seen how they handled things. He
figured if he took a bit of that and mixed it with her reactions he’d be on the
right track.
    Not too hard at first. Start with a light tap.
    Steve gripped the handle and brought it down on her rounded cheeks
with a crack. He jumped just as much as she did. A pink bloom spread across her
ass cheek. She moaned and wiggled on his lap.
    “Harder.” Clare’s voice was thick with arousal, deep and
throaty. Sexy as all hell.
    This time he held the paddle higher and cracked it with a
bit more force. She shuddered and let out a little squeak.
    “How’s that? Did you like it better?”
    “Y-yes…more.” Gone was the commanding tone she’d had earlier
and in its place was a soft, hesitant submissive quality.
    Her ass quivered in front of him. Its pink blush drew his
palm like a magnet. He dropped the paddle and lightly rubbed her ass. It was
hot where the paddle made contact and cool outside the pinked flesh. Steve
sucked in a breath, surprised at his own enjoyment. He loved how she felt, the
hot and cold of her skin. The rosy flush he’d put on her rounded cheeks. And
she wanted more.
    He lifted his fingers and tapped her, fully enjoying this.
Steve knew she wanted harder slaps by the way she squirmed on him and rubbed
against his pulsing dick. He pressed his left hand a little tighter on her
shoulders.
    “Stay still if you want more.”
    She nodded and froze. “P-please. I’m being still.”
    This was a whole new experience for Steve and fuck if he
wasn’t having a ball. She wanted to be spanked? He’d give her a spank. He
raised his hand higher and brought it down smartly. Instantly an imprint of his
fingers bloomed on her skin. She cried out and grabbed his legs. Steve pressed
his palm to her hot ass cheeks, rubbing them and loving the feel of her muscles
clenching under his fingertips. She quieted at his touch. An undeniable sense
of power surged through him as Clare lay limp over his knees. She was his
plaything, his toy, and