with her ass on display and ready to be spanked that made the whole thing even seem naughtier.
Kate held her breath, waiting for him to continue with her spanking, but he surprised her by rubbing her panty- covered ass before sliding his hand between her legs and running his finger along the silky material.
“Your panties are getting wet,” he said softly.
She closed her eyes and murmured something unintelligible as his finger glided over her.
“Maybe I should slip my fingers underneath this sexy little scrap of nothing and slide one of them inside your pussy,” he suggested. “Or…”
When he hesitated, she lifted her head to look at him over her shoulder, hoping he was thinking the same thing she was. “Or?”
His mouth quirked. “Or maybe I should spank you some more first.”
Actually, she was thinking he could just slide his hard cock in her pussy instead, but she wouldn’t mind having her bottom warmed a little bit more. She opened her mouth to tell him as much, but he was already lifting his hand to smack her on the ass. The skimpy panties she was wearing didn’t offer nearly as much protection as the skirt and she gasped in surprise as heat spread over her skin. Dawson delivered a second smack to the opposite cheek before falling into the same back and forth pattern he had before. He moved slowly from side to side, spanking one cheek, then the other. Despite how much Kate liked it, she couldn’t help squirming each time his hand connected with her bottom. The spanks really stung!
Which was why she was torn between relief and dismay when he stopped spanking to massage her poor ass cheeks. Her skin was tender to the touch and she let out a sigh as he made small circular motions with his hand. A moment later she felt him slip his fingers into the waistband of her panties and slowly lower them to mid- thigh.
“You have the most perfect ass I’ve ever seen,” he breathed.
Though Kate blushed, she was immensely pleased he liked her ass so much. She knew there was a reason she did all that Pilates.
After a compliment like that she expected Dawson to treat her bottom to a massage, but instead she felt a sharp smack on her right cheek, followed by another on the left. A minute ago she hadn’t thought her panties provided much protection, but now she realized how wrong she’d been. Getting spanked on the bare ass stung a whole heck of a lot more. And as crazy as it seemed, she loved every minute of it. She liked it even more when Dawson changed things up and gave her cheeks a firm squeeze after each smack. Then he did something that completely wowed her. He stopped spanking her to press his lips to her freshly spanked ass.
His mouth felt cool on her red-hot flesh and Kate caught her breath as the stubble on his jaw rubbed against her sensitive skin. She’d never had a man put his mouth there before, but as Dawson kissed and nibbled his way from one cheek to the other, she decided it felt so exquisite she might have to ask him to do it several more times before the weekend was over.
Still kissing her ass, Dawson slipped his hand between her legs and ran his finger along the folds of her pussy. Kate sighed and spread her legs further, giving him complete and total access to her womanly charms. He took advantage of that, finding her clit with his finger and making slow, languorous circles around the plump nub.
Kate moaned and rotated her hips in time with his movements, grinding against his hand as he played with her clit.
She was just starting to think she might come when Dawson stopped what he was doing. She opened her mouth to protest, but all that came out was another moan as she felt him slide his finger deep inside her pussy. Oh yeah. That worked, too.
Dawson moved his finger in and out, fucking her slowly with it as his tongue found the hollow right above her ass. Kate clenched the bed sheet in her fists, pushing back into his hand.
“Faster,” she begged. “Move your finger faster.”
Dawson obeyed, wiggling his finger in and out of her wetness more quickly. As good as what he was doing felt, she yearned for something else right now.
She craned her neck to give him a pleading look over her shoulder. “I need you inside me. Now!”
Desire in his eyes, Dawson slid his finger out of her pussy, then took her arm and gently pulled her to her feet. Although her ass didn’t sting nearly as much as it had a few moments ago, Kate automatically reached around to cup her cheeks in her hands as she watched Dawson hurriedly unbutton his jeans and put on a condom. Much to her surprise, her bottom was still warm to the touch and she couldn’t resist giving it a firm squeeze.
“Turn around and sit down on my cock,” Dawson commanded softly.
As Kate turned around, her panties fluttered to the floor and she wondered if she should take off the rest of her clothes, but then decided to leave them on instead. There was something very exciting about having sex with their clothes on, like they were so hot for each other, they didn’t even want to take the time to undress.
Lifting her skirt, Kate positioned herself over Dawson ’s shaft and slowly lowered herself onto his hard length. He grasped her hips, holding her in place while his cock pulsed inside her. She placed her hands on his muscular thighs and leaned back against his chest as he pressed a kiss to the side of her neck.
“Is this what you wanted, my cock buried deep inside you like this?” he asked, his voice deep and husky in her ear.
She closed her eyes and let out a sound that was half sigh, half moan. “God, yes!”
He kissed the side of her neck again. “Ride me.”
Kate did as he told her, moving up and down on his shaft with a slow, steady rhythm that pushed him deep into her pussy each time.
Dawson gripped her hips, controlling her pace when she started to move faster. “Nice and slow, just like that.”
Kate didn’t know if it was the position or not, but every time she came down on him, his cock came into contact with her G-spot, sending little ripples of pleasure through her. Knowing the sensation would be even more intense if she came down on him harder, she began to move faster. Each time she did, her tender ass cheeks smacked against his hard thighs, making it feel like she was getting spanked all over again, which only doubled her pleasure.
Suddenly remembering Dawson had wanted her to ride him slowly, she was half afraid he might rein her in like he had before, but instead of trying to control her pace, he went with it, thrusting his hips up to meet her every time she came down on him.
Kate clutched his thighs with her hands and leaned forward, bouncing up and down on him wildly as he pumped his cock into her. Each thrust pushed her a little closer to orgasm and when she finally toppled over the edge into ecstasy, she let out one long continuous scream of pleasure that seemed to echo around the room.
Behind her, Dawson tightened his hold on her hips and pulled her back hard against him, letting out a low, hoarse groan as he found his own release.
Afterward, Dawson wrapped his arms around her, holding her against his chest. “You’re amazing, you know that?”
She smiled and wrapped her arms around his as he hugged her close. “You’re pretty amazing yourself.”
As she leaned back into him, Kate realized she wasn’t just talking about the sex, either, though that was certainly off the charts. She’d never felt so comfortable so quickly or clicked so completely with a man in her life. While part of her thought that was wonderful, another part wondered why it was happening with a guy she’d already decided she was only going to hook up with for the weekend.
Chapter Three
Kate and Dawson spent the rest of the day in bed, which was something she’d never done with any of the other men she dated. She just never had the desire to laze around in bed after having sex with any of them. Then again, the sex had never been as good with them, either.
Not that she and Dawson had sex the whole time, of course. They also spent a good portion of the day simply lying in each other’s arms talking about everyday ordinary stuff like family and work and what they both liked to do in their free time. Like her, Dawson was a Seattle native, but whereas she was an only child, he had an older brother to get into trouble with, and she laughed as he told her one funny story after another about the mischief the
