Welcome to Saturday Spankings, this week a few from my hot off the press new mafia romance, HARD LESSONS.
“Hundred what?” Serena asked. Her arms were still locked above her. She tugged them but Luca held them tight in just one of his hands.
“First hundred spanks, for being all over the hit like a damn rash and then telling the police you were a woman who gets paid to have sex. There were a hundred other things you could have said. Seeing that, hearing that, as I took the rap for a job gone wrong was like adding salt to a wound. And you said it so damn fast, not a moment of hesitation, as if you enjoyed the look on their faces. So yes, a hundred spanks is your punishment.”
“Hundred spanks.” Her mouth fell open even though she was fighting for breath. “Are you mad?”
“Si, real mad, and you’re about to find out just how much.”
He released her wrists and in one fast movement yanked at her blouse. Buttons flew to the left and right, clattering on the wooden floor. Cool air washed over her chest and her nipples tingled and tightened behind her bra.
“You need to be naked, Serena.”
He pulled again, material ripped, and then the blouse was gone. Next her bra, a front-fastening style, was also on the floor.
She went to cover her breasts but he yanked her hands away and held her wrists.
Exposed and vulnerable, a shiver tickled over her flesh and her belly clenched. Heat traveled lower, to her pussy, and a deep hum of arousal flickered to life. But she didn’t want to be aroused. Luca was going to spank her. He was stripping her naked to punish her.
“What’s the point in trying to cover yourself?” His eyes glinted with steely determination as he gripped her wrists. “I’ve seen it all before. Many times.” He swiped his tongue over his bottom lip.
“But not like this.” She pressed her thighs together. “Not in anger.”
His intense gaze, his fast, shallow breaths told her he was still affected by the sight of her. A glance lower told her his cock liked the view too.
“Don’t bother arguing, Serena, it will get you nowhere. I’ve had months planning your punishment, don’t forget. Hours and hours pacing a cell working out every detail of how I’d make you sorry for what you’d done.”
Trepidation shot through her as she imagined him brooding in the dead of the night, his imagination coming up with goodness only knew. He was an expert lover, fighter, and dead accurate shot; she had no doubt he’d be an expert disciplinarian.
He stepped away, tugging her with him.
She stumbled and caught her foot on a table leg. “Ouch, Luca, please.”
He ignored her and sat. Then pulled her onto his lap, trapping her legs between both of his.
The room turned upside down; she squealed and flattened her palms on the floor, kicking up her heels. “Stop this, Luca.”
“No, you stop it. Complaining will earn you extra smacks of my hand.”
“You can’t spank me like this, I... oh...”
He dragged at her skirt; she was sure another button went flying. In an instant her bare ass was the highest point of her body. A shot of fear went up her spine. Luca was pure muscle, if he wanted to make her ass burn it wouldn’t take long. And a hundred swats of his palm—if that really was his intention—didn’t bear thinking about.
“Keep still, Serena. You’ve had this coming for a long time.”
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She is in for a long session. Anger makes spankings very intense. I hope he calms down some as he goes.
ReplyDeleteYikes! I'd say PK is right. Spanking shouldn't be done in anger, but that isn't always applicable and I'd say Luca isn't about to calm down for a while. Love the snippet, Lily.
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