Spanked by the Vet (3 page)

“Love.” Using gentle pressure against my forehead, he tried to push me away.

I dodged again then pressed my lips against the thick head. Pre-cum filled the slit. I tongued it.

“Ashley, I’ll pop if you do that.” He threaded his fingers in my hair and forced me back a fraction. “I want to be buried inside you when I come.”

I cupped his balls, wrapped my other hand around his shaft and tried to reel him back within sucking distance.

“Don’t make me lay you over my lap again, little girl.”

My pussy twitched at the threat. I looked up, challenging him to do just that as I took another lick of pre-cum and spread it around the head.

“Behave.” Growling, he pushed me onto my back. “You’re killing me. I need to fuck this sweet pussy now.”

I couldn’t argue with him, not when he had my legs kneed apart, my ass hanging at the edge of the mattress and one of his strong hands over my stomach to pin me in place.

Cayce slid the head of his cock between my labia, slicking it in my cream and then rubbing the tip up and down my clit. Ecstasy flowed through me. A twinge of need ran from the floor of my cunt all the way up to my navel. I desperately needed him in me, uncovered, flesh on flesh, his seed filling me. My hips flexed, my ass rolled and lifted. My hands traveled up and down my torso, stopping and squeezing at every knob of flesh my ample body offered. I pinched and molded my breasts, bruising the tips when he teased me too long.

“Cayce, please!”

“Baby, you’re so tight.” He rimmed the threshold of my pussy with three fingers. “I need you wetter.”

“I’m drenched.” I reached down, dipped my fingers in my juices and smeared them against the head of his dick. “Please. Now.”

Gaze locked on my cunt, he nodded. He pushed my hand away then cupped the back of each of my knees. Lifting my legs, he placed my calves flat along his chest and my ankles up around his neck. Reaching between us, he positioned his cock and gently pushed in.

Cayce had kept his legs bent while pushing into me. I didn’t realize it until he was all the way in and straightened. The new angle flipped my center of balance, forcing all the exquisite tension running through my cunt to eddy around the head of his cock.

I bit at my lip, pleasure radiating in all directions. When he started to rock his hips, I was certain I would faint from the heavy drag and push of his cock and the way the fat, flared head hooked and tugged my pussy.

“Love…don’t pass out…”

I offered a weak smile and closed my eyes before they could roll back in my head from the aching perfection of his fucking. I felt every detail of his cock, all the veiny ridges, the broad base and the thick-thick crown knocking against my cervix. He was going to make me come, really really come. Not that rocking sweet climax of a few minutes before but mind splitting, bone shattering nirvana. I could feel the tension mounting beyond anything I could control.

Cayce pulled out.

My eyes flew open. “Cayce…”

“Little girl, I’m going to unload before I can pull out if you come right now.”

“That’s okay.” I rubbed at his arms. I didn’t want him pulling out, I wanted him to come inside me.

“You’re twenty two, Ash.” Leaning over me, Cayce kissed the side of my mouth. His big hand covered my mound and gently squeezed. “You have a lot of living to do before you think about babies.”

It hit me hard that I wanted to do all that living with Cayce. The last few years of fantasizing had been about more than his hot body. It had been about his tender concern, his steadfastness. Even with the way things had been between us this last year, I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him, especially now that I realized why he had stayed away.

I wrapped my arms around his neck. “I want you in me.”

Cayce shushed me, ignoring my quivering mouth long enough to untangle my arms and find a condom in the top drawer of his nightstand. He placed it on the pillow then wrapped his hands around my face. Bending down, he nibbled at my lips, his hands moving to coax me further up the bed.

Climbing onto the mattress, he straddled my legs and guided me onto my back, his mouth never leaving mine. Lifted by his soulful kisses, my mind floated, the sensation dizzying. I curled my hands around the sides of his waist, waves of needs washing through me, my breasts and mound rolling to push against him, retreat, and surge upward again.

Grabbing my hips, he pinned me to the mattress. His head and mouth moved lower, kissing, licking and sucking until he reached my pussy. His nose against the soft fur of my sex, he inhaled. He sealed his lips against my clit and released the air that had been heating inside him. My stomach tightened, my mound pushed up.

All was forgiven and he knew it, my moans and gentle squirming communicating my readiness.

Groaning, Cayce moved up my body and rolled the condom on. “I need all of you, love. Every last inch of this sweet, luscious body.”

He pushed my thighs apart then lightly rested his torso against mine. Wrapping a hand around his cock, he teased me with just the tip. The head dipped into my pussy, retreated. His fingers entered me, drawing my cream out to lubricate his cock.

His torso against mine, he pressed his face at the curve of my neck. A light nip, then a slow sucking kiss as the head of his cock pushed forward. His lips moved up my throat. His cock pushed a little deeper. His teeth grazed my chin and then his mouth claimed mine as he sank deep into my cunt.

“Damn, baby.” He knotted one hand in my hair, his fingers tugging as Cayce gasped, drew back and thrust. Again, both hands wrapped around my head and his weight supported on his elbows. He stared into my eyes, kissed sharply at my mouth. A thrust, another.

I couldn’t breathe. Every last molecule of oxygen raced to fuel the muscles of my cunt. My body twisted, knotted, sucked and swallowed at his cock. I met his thrusts, felt the hard pummel of him inside me. My fingers dented his flesh. My pussy contracted wildly. I gasped, groaned, the thick head continuing to batter my swollen flesh.

His gaze seared my skin, marked my body as his. His hips dipped and rolled, grinding against my mound, plundering me more deeply. My nails dug at his flesh as I fought to control the contractions rippling through my cunt.

I wrapped my legs around his hips, locked my ankles behind his back and forced him to drive deeper and harder with his thick cock.

“Ash…baby.” He dipped his head, sucked a nipple into his mouth as I began to moan deep in the back of my throat. “So fucking tight.”

And only getting tighter. My pussy clamped down, locking him in place as another sharp contraction gripped me.

“Yes, baby—” He froze then drove hard, all the way, then pulled so far back he popped free before plunging back into me and holding.

I bucked against him, every muscle squeezed tight as I cried out in climax. He stayed frozen, his body vibrating with strain as I lifted and rode his cock. I arched, slid, hips knocking hips, my pussy a wet, quivering vise.

Spent, I collapsed onto the mattress. Cayce dropped next to me, dragging me to him and burying his face against my throat. I could feel his heart pounding, feel my own trying to break free from my chest.

His hands roamed my body, soothing my flesh as he molded me in place. My back against his broad chest, my butt against his hips, the back of my thighs along the front of his. Stretching one arm across me, he turned the bedside lamp off, plunging the room into darkness.

The red LED display on his alarm clock told me it was a quarter past ten. Relaxing deeper into his embrace, I closed my eyes, opening them again at the whisper of his lips along my neck. Looking at the clock, I saw that fifteen minutes had elapsed in the blink of an eye.

Hearing me sigh, Cayce gave me a squeeze and nipped lightly at my ear. I felt the thick press of his cock nestled against my bottom. I reached behind me to stroke it, finding it as hard as when he’d first claimed me.

“Fast recovery.” Another sigh slid towards a moan as my pussy started to heat.

Cayce chuckled, the sound soft and contemplative.

“What’s so funny?”

He pushed me a little more onto my stomach. His hand dipped between my legs, his thumb entering my cunt while his palm rested flat against my mound. He tugged me closer like he was lifting a bowling ball. He shifted his hips and his dick rubbed between my ass cheeks while his thumb danced circles within my pussy.

Whatever he wanted, I wouldn’t say no.

His thumb emerged, sliding wet with my juices to the pucker of my ass. He circled it, a soft growl in his voice as he answered. “Just thinking about Friday, love.”

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