“To not come from your touch until you say I can,” she replied with a light gasp. “I’m so aroused right now I can barely think straight.”
I could smell it in the air, fueling my own desire, and I smiled. I ran my hand lower, over the slick fabric to the curve of Alix’s ass. She cried out lightly as I rubbed and massaged the delicious curve, her voice cutting off when I lifted the lower hem of the slip to expose her ass to the light. Barely tanned, perfectly shaped and toned, it was the finest thing I’d ever seen. She was wearing a ring-back string thong which disappeared between the two generous swells of her ass, but was in a matching red to the slip. “Matching set?”
“Yes, Kade.”
I slid my thumbs under the strings and pulled slowly, making sure to let Alix lift her hips up another fraction of an inch so that I could take her panties all the way off. Sniffing the sublime scent on the barely there front, I carried them over to the pegboard display and hung them on one of the hooks. Walking back slowly, I drank in the sight of Alix’s beautiful ass turned up toward me, her thighs parted just enough that I could see the coral pink lips of her pussy winking at me, gleaming with arousal even from across the room. I reached down and adjusted my cock, which was pressing so hard against my silk trousers it hurt. “I want you to count off as I spank, do you understand?”
“Yes, Kade,” Alix said, whimpering in lust as she felt me run my hands over her soft, tender flesh. “I understand.”
I raised my right hand, and steadied myself. “I love you, Alix.”
The first spank was as promised, not too hard, just enough to put a little sting into her skin. Alix’s ass twitched, and her breath caught in her throat as the light slap echoed through the room, and she had to force breath past her lips. “One.”
Nodding in pleasure, I raised my right hand to follow on her other cheek with my left, just slightly harder. “Two.”
I studied Alix intently in between each smack of my hands, making sure that any increase in strength I used was not so much as to cause her actual injury or real pain. When her hips started squirming side to side, I knew it wasn’t from pain but instead arousal as she tried unconsciously to grind her clit into the pad, but she was too tall, and the pad was just a fraction of an inch too high on her body. Instead she was moaning thickly with every slap, her ass rising to a beautiful warm shade of pink that was nearly the same shade as her nipples. “Ten.”
I didn’t actually expect Alix to last all twenty-one. I had intentionally picked a number that was too high, while at the same time giving her the choice to release the bar with no negative consequences. Still, she hung on, her forearms knotted with effort as she squeezed the steel as hard as she could. Looking at her face in the mirror in front of her, I could see her eyes rolling up in her head as I continued, her arousal flooding her brain to the point that she was holding onto the control of her orgasm by sheer willpower alone. It was gorgeous, breathtaking, and still she gritted her teeth and said each spank.
“Nineteen, Kade,” she groaned through lust addled lips.
“Two more, Princess,” I said, knowing as soon as I said it that it would be my sub name for her. “They’ll come at the same time.”
Alix blinked, sweat running down her face as she regained her senses enough to nod in understanding, her blue eyes nearly sapphire they were so dark. Reaching back, I swung sharply, both hands impacting with her ass at the exact same instant, her entire ass vibrating with the impact. “Twenty, twenty one,” I finished for her, leaving my hands on her warm flesh. “Congratulations, Princess. You did it.”
Alix lowered her head and sobbed in relief and gratitude, still holding onto the bar with her locked hands. I let her cry for a moment before kneeling behind her and letting my breath tickle her pussy, which I could see was literally pulsing with her heartbeat. “Princess?”
“Yes, Kade,” Alix said. I couldn’t tell if she understood I had shifted to a new name for her, but she was self-aware enough to know I was talking to her.
“You can come any time you want now,” I said. Leaning in, I dragged my tongue across her dripping labia before parting them and gathering her nectar. Alix was delicious, as fresh and pure in her sexual essence as she was in her natural scent. There was nothing fake, nothing contrived, just pure heaven as I knelt behind my lovely princess and feasted on her.
“Kade, oh Kade . . . ” she moaned from in front of me. “Oh yes, yes . . . ”