A Sweet and Sassy Match
Match Me If You Dare
Matched For Keeps
The Last Match.
Here's an excerpt from Book 3, Matched For Keeps.
Frozen where she was, Sue wiped the wide-eyed expression off her face and forced her dry lips into a shaky smile. Wow, this was not supposed to happen; he was supposed to be drooling over her, not the other way around. Her tummy tightened visibly and Marcus surely noticed it, she realized, as she felt moisture leaking down her thigh. He was growing larger and harder right before her eyes and she was still unable to move a step in any direction as she watched.
Breaking the stalemate, Marcus strode across the room and pulled her to him, his erection now upright and nestled against her stomach, hot and hard.
"Are we good?" he asked softly, inhaling her fragrance and smelling her arousal with pleasure.
"Oh, we're good," Sue assured him as her arms crept around his neck.
"Good," he replied. "I'd hate to think I was a disappointment to you," he teased, lightly running his hand up the inside of her thigh and finding what he sought.
"Oh you're very funny," she sighed, biting his earlobe sharply. "I believe you promised me mind-numbing sex and so far all I've gotten are promises."
"I also promised you erotic spanking and you're about to get your first taste of that my girl," he laughed, tightening his arms around her and lifting her from the floor.
"Spanking? Really? Come on," she groaned in frustration. "I don't want a spanking. You know what I want."
"And you shall have it my love, but first things first," he insisted, setting her down next to the bed and sitting. Marcus pulled her resisting body over his knee, her upper torso resting comfortably on the bed as he positioned her to his satisfaction. He kept her legs separated, and his knee between them as he rubbed his hand over her bottom, adoringly.
Sue put both fists under her chin, determined to ignore it as best she could. She'd signed on for this and could hardly complain at this point, but she was damned disappointed in how this was playing out so far.
Marcus, noticing her pouting, gave her a sharp slap covering both cheeks with his large hand and causing her to gasp in surprise.
"Oh, this is real erotic," she drawled sarcastically.
"It can be if you'll just lose the attitude and behave," he replied giving her another slightly painful swat.
"Yeah for you," she shot back, not even trying to keep her temper under control.
"Or it can turn into something else entirely. Your choice, Red. I plan on enjoying every second of this, regardless. You just go ahead and think it over," he offered, giving her yet another crisp slap on her rapidly heating bottom.
"Oh all right," she sighed, snagging a pillow from the top of the bed to rest her head on. "Just get it over with so we can move on to more pleasant activities, if you don't mind," she sniffed.
Marcus laughed loudly as he began to pepper her pink bottom with rhythmic spanks that were not quite painful, but certainly capable of producing heat. He had no intention of hurrying as she'd asked and intended to make the most of his incredible luck. He had an absolutely gorgeous woman over his lap, was turning her delectable backside pinker with each swat and she was compliant, for the most part. Occasionally she kicked her feet a little or squeaked out an "ow," but each and every time he paused to rub her sweet warm ass, she moaned in pleasure, lifting her bottom into his hand. His knee was soaked with her juices and she could deny it till the end of time, but she was right there with him.
Marcus gathered her slippery essence on his long fingers, sliding over her bottom hole to gauge her reaction, and she moaned into the pillow even as she tried unsuccessfully to wiggle away. Excellent, he thought as he battled his own urges, afraid he would come against her tummy at her reaction. Most women who enjoyed spanking were also anal erotic and he planned to explore this territory further. For now he would savor the treasure he had at hand.
"For someone who doesn't enjoy a good spanking, you're very responsive," he remarked casually, keeping the smile out of his voice.
"Go to hell," she shot back, and was rewarded with three astounding smacks that had her chanting "sorry, sorry, sorry" immediately.
"That's okay, Red, you're forgiven," he replied, soothing the handprints in a gentle manner as she sighed in relief. To prove the truth of his words, he slipped his hand between her legs, and rubbed her little clit gently. When she cried out and pushed against his hand, he lingered but for a moment before slipping lower and impaling her fully on his long tapered finger.
Marcus caught his breath and tried to assemble his own thoughts as he held perfectly still inside her hot, tight sheath. It was nearly unbearable pleasure and when she began humping his hand, each downward thrust brushed her tummy firmly against his own raging hard on. Pulling himself from the brink of disaster, his finger plunged in and out of her, concentrating on her every whimper and moan. When he felt her begin to tighten around him even more, he removed his finger and resumed slapping her bottom with just enough gusto to distract her from her approaching orgasm.
"Marcus!' she screamed in frustration.
"Be still my sweet, all in due time. I want to make sure you get the full benefit from your very first spanking of this kind."
Susan growled and beat her fists into her pillow.
"I was just about to get the full benefit until you snatched it away from me," she spat, glaring at him over her shoulder, her eyes filled with tears.
"Aw, honey, I'm sorry," he told her, gentling his swats as soon as he realized how emotional she'd become. "If I take my arm from around your waist, do you promise to stay exactly as I've placed you?"
"Yes," she agreed hopefully. "Anything you say."
"All right, don't make me sorry I trusted you," he firmly stated as he removed his arm.
Sue stayed in position as he continued spanking her bottom with very gentle slaps that produced a rapidly building heat inside her. After several minutes he lifted her slightly and slipped his hand beneath her tummy, purposely pushing his dick out of the way. Inching his hand lower he used his fingers to separate her slippery lips and lay his thick middle finger directly on her clit. Each slap on her bottom pushed her firmly against it, and she began rocking with the rhythm he set for her. Her cries echoed his slaps, but she never once asked him to stop and shortly she was pleading mindlessly for release, promising a million things she wasn't aware of. Finally, unsure how much longer he could hang on, he gave her three very hard spanks just before plunging two fingers into her weeping core. Susan screamed and convulsed around him, her contractions so violent it was all he could do to keep her sandwiched between his hands. His one finger gently moved against her clit and his others kept up a steady pistoning pattern as she contracted around them and howled her release.
Marcus slowed, whispering endearments she never heard as she came back to herself.
Relaxing over his knee was unexpectedly comfortable until his hand cracked her ass again and his finger moved to the very top of her clit and began tapping.
"No," she howled, but he would not be dissuaded.
"Be a good girl and come again for me," he encouraged her, and within a few seconds she was on her way to another orgasm, pinned securely between his hands. The second his slaps stopped and he penetrated her, she exploded again much more powerfully than the first, her guttural cries echoing through the room.
There was no spanking during the third orgasm, just his gentle prodding of the special spot inside of her as he tapped on her clit until she flooded his hand, quivering mindlessly.
Marcus helped her off his lap and positioned her boneless body on her back on the bed.
"Where are you going? Sue asked hoarsely as he walked away.
"To get a condom," he replied softly.
"You don't need one," she told him sitting up and brushing her tangled hair off her face. "I've got the Dr. Mike seal of approval and I'm on the pill."
Marcus immediately pivoted and dove for the bed.
"God does it get any better than this?" he asked, pushing her back down and resting his forehead against hers.
"I don't think so," she said with sincerity, gently stroking his cheeks.
Marcus bent and took her nipple into his mouth and Susan began to rethink her statement as he scooped one arm under her ass, arched and seated himself to the hilt inside her hot wet pussy with one firm thrust.
"Oh baby," he moaned as he began to move, "yes, yes it does."
His words from the night of the party came back to Susan: "loved to near insanity in the bedroom." Well, the man was not a liar, she admitted, and it was her last coherent thought for a long while.
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