“Would you just spank me already?” My voice came out husky with emotion and Jake put his lips to mine in a quick but tingle-inducing kiss.
“Over my knee, baby girl.”
I wasn’t sure that I could do it on my own, so I was relieved when he offered me his hand. He quickly pulled me over his lap, still holding my hand as he used his other one to unbutton my jeans. Once he’d pulled the zipper down, they followed in short order. I hadn’t thought it was chilly in the room until only my panties protected my otherwise defenseless bottom. Then, a breeze wafted over my exposed skin, making me shiver in anticipation of the spanking to come.
“I don’t like doing this, you know,” he said as he began to warm up my bottom with light smacks.
“No. Not like this. Sure, I like giving you a red bottom under the right circumstances, but… I don’t like giving punishment spankings, Sylvia. You asked for this spanking and if I didn’t give it to you, I’d be letting you down. But I want you to know that I intend to make a lasting impression so that this isn’t a lesson we have to repeat often. Understand?”
My tummy was somersaulting from the strong, sexy quality of his voice, as well as from the punishment he promised. As nervous as I was, I couldn’t hide the fact that my thighs were quivering in an altogether different kind of tension. “Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl.” With a squeeze of my hand, he began the spanking, raising his hand and lowering it on my panty-clad butt with a smack that resonated throughout my entire body. From the get-go, he had me wincing.