He grinned. “How ‘bout you put them on and model them for me?”
She glanced at the other present in his hand. “What about that?”
His smile broadened. “You have to put those on before you can open this one.”
Well, that was certainly very mysterious. Still wondering what the other gift could be, she gave her husband a smile and hurried upstairs to change into the bra and panties he’d bought for her.
Quickly stripping off her clothes, she stepped into the skimpy panties and matching bra, then turned to survey her reflection in the mirror. What she saw made her catch her breath. Not only did the lacy bra enhance her cleavage, but the silky Brazilian-style panties were cut high in the back to reveal a generous amount of her ass cheeks. If she hadn’t modeled tons of lingerie for him before, she might be a little embarrassed.
Hayley hurried out of the bedroom and back downstairs. Conner was still sitting on the couch where she’d left him, and he let out a low whistle when he saw her. She gave him a sexy smile, slowly turning in place so he could get a better view.
“You look amazing,” he breathed, unable to take his eyes from her slender figure.
Sauntering across the room, she sat down on the couch beside him. “So, do I get to open my other present now?”
His mouth curved. “You do.”
Taking box her husband held out to her, Hayley took off the bow and the colorful paper. The plain, white box gave her no clue as to what was inside, and she hurriedly took off the lid. And gasped.
Inside the box, nestled between the folds of tissue was an oval-shaped wooden paddle.
Her eyes flew to Conner.
His mouth quirked. “A little elf told me that you’ve been especially naughty this year. And you know what happens to girls that have been naughty, don’t you, sweetheart?”
“Wh-what?” she stammered, even though she knew exactly what he was going to say.
He grinned. “They get spanked, of course.”
Hayley’s breath hitched. How had Conn known she wanted to be spanked? Had one of her friends mentioned it to him? No way. Not without telling her.
Beside her, Conner took the box from her suddenly trembling hands. Taking out the paddle, he set it down on the couch next to him, then patted his knee.
“Over you go, babe,” he said.
Her heart was pounding so loudly Hayley barely heard the words, but there was no mistaking the gleam in her husband’s eyes. He was as excited about spanking her as she was about getting spanked.
But now she was also a little nervous. Fantasizing about getting spanked was one thing, but now she was actually going to get one. And with a paddle, no less. Would she love it as much as she thought?
Wetting her lips, Hayley carefully climbed over his lap and stretched out on the couch. A moment later, she felt a strong hand on her back, and she automatically tensed. Every nerve in her body was tingling with anticipation. As much as she had dreamed about this spanking, she couldn’t help being a little anxious at the same time. Her friends had said that despite how enjoyable spankings were, they still hurt. While that wooden paddle looked like it could be really fun, it also looked like it could be really wicked, and she held her breath as she waited for Conner to begin.
But her husband didn’t spank her right away. Instead, he slowly ran his hand up the back of her legs to gently caress her panty-covered bottom. Oooh, he knew exactly what he was doing.
“So,” Conner said as he traced the curves of her cheeks with his fingers. “How long have you wanted me to spank you?”
Startled by his question, Hayley lifted her head to look over her shoulder at him. “How did you know about that?”
The corner of his mouth edged up. “I told you—a little elf.”
So, one of her friends had told him. She turned back around to rest her head on her folded arms, absently wondering which of them it had been.
“Well?” her husband prompted quietly.
“For a while,” she admitted.
He continued to rub her bottom. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
She chewed on her lower lip. “Because I didn’t know how to bring it up,” she said softly. Then, after a moment, she added, “And because I wasn’t sure you’d want to spank me.”
Conn chuckled softly. “You don’t have to worry about that, sweetheart.” His hand glided down one of her legs, then back up the other. “Since I found out that you wanted me to spank you, it’s all that I’ve been able to think about.” He cupped her bottom and gave it a gentle squeeze. “I probably fantasized a hundred times about spanking you in a hundred different ways, but my favorite is definitely this one—with you over my knee, your sexy, little ass just ready and waiting for me to spank. You don’t know how hard it was to wait until Christmas.”
Her husband had always been an expert at turning her on with erotic words alone, but hearing him talk about how much he wanted to spank her had her pussy positively purring. By the time he actually started spanking her, she’d be dripping wet.
Abruptly, Hayley realized that Conner had stopped caressing her derriere. A moment later, she felt a light smack on her right cheek. Little more than a love pat, it didn’t hurt, but it startled her anyway, and she let out a soft, little gasp. Another smack quickly followed, a little harder than the first, and she almost moaned when she felt the delicious sting it left.
She held her breath, waiting for Conn to continue, but he surprised her by caressing her nearly naked ass for a moment before delivering another sound slap to her right cheek. This time, his hand connected with the portion of her bottom left exposed by the tiny panties, and she cried out.
“Owwwww!”
He paused. “Too hard, sweetheart?”
Hayley shook her head. “No.” She looked over her shoulder at him. “It just caught me a little by surprise. You can spank me harder, if you want.”
A deep chuckle met her words, and Hayley felt her face color. She couldn’t remember ever being this shy with Conner before, not even the first time they’d had sex. But there was just something so embarrassing about being over his knee while he reddened her bottom. And something very, very hot, too.
Taking her at her word, Conner began to spank her harder. Not so hard that it actually hurt, but hard enough to make her bottom sting. And it was like each spank built on the one before it. Her ass burned hotter with every smack. At first, she tried not to protest too much, afraid her husband would think she wanted him to stop. But as he continued to slap one cheek, then the other, she found herself crying out after each and every smack.
Then suddenly, Conn stopped. Despite how much she was enjoying the spanking, Hayley was kind of glad for the rest, especially since he gave her stinging ass cheeks a firm squeeze. She moaned softly.
Conner slid his hand between her legs to lightly run his finger along her panties. “I think your pussy is getting wet,” he said softly, his finger caressing her through the silky material. “Shall I check to be sure?”
Hayley could only moan in reply. But that was all the answer Conner obviously needed because a moment later, she felt him slowly pulling down her panties. She expected him to take the tiny scrap of material off completely, but instead, he left them banded around her thighs. For some reason, that made her feel even sexier.
Spreading her legs a little to give him better access to her pussy, she caught her breath at the first touch of his fingers on her sex.
“Oh yeah,” he told her, his voice husky as he explored her pussy. “You’re soaking wet.”
Conner took his time with her, sliding his finger up one fold to tease the plump little nub at the top before gliding back down the other side. He was unmerciful in his teasing, bringing her closer and closer to climax each time he caressed her clit, only to back off before she could.
When his fingers left her clit yet again to move back down the folds of her pussy, Hayley whimpered in protest. But Conner ignored her, sliding his hand out from between her legs to give her
a hard smack on her bare bottom.
“Owwwww!”
He chuckled. “You didn’t think I was finished spanking you, did you?”
She bit back another yelp as his hand came down on her bottom again. “No, but—”
“Good,” he said, punctuating the word with a smack. “Because I plan on spanking you until this gorgeous ass of yours is the perfect shade of red. It is Christmas, after all.”
Hayley blushed as she pictured how she must look right now, draped over her husband’s lap, her panties banded around her thighs, her bare, red bottom and wet pussy on display. The thought made her even wetter, and it was all she could do not to reach down and rub her clit with her fingers while Conner continued to spank her.
Over and over his hand came down, the smacks falling rhythmically, back and forth from one cheek to the other while she squirmed and kicked and protested each of them. Now that she was being spanked on the bare ass, she could appreciate just how much protection the skimpy panties had been. It didn’t help that Conn seemed to be concentrating on her sit-spots, either. Ouch, did that hurt! She was really squirming and kicking now. If it hadn’t been for Conn’s firm hand on her back, she might have fallen right off his lap.
And yet, despite how fiercely her bottom was stinging, she loved every minute of it. She didn’t think she’d ever been so turned on.
Even so, Hayley was relieved when Conner stopped to rub the sting her bottom again. Mmm, that felt good. But then her husband did something that felt even more incredible—he leaned forward and pressed his mouth to her red-hot ass cheeks.
Closing her eyes, Hayley let out a soft sigh of pleasure as Conner gently kissed and nibbled at her bottom. She could have him do that all night.
But apparently, Conn had other ideas because after pressing his lips to each cheek, he lifted his head and slid his hand between her legs to gently slip his finger into her wet pussy.
Conner wiggled his finger slowly at first, then more quickly. Hayley rotated her hips in time with his motions. He was going to make her come.
But her husband was still determined to tease her it seemed because a moment later, he stopped fingering her and took his hand away. Hayley opened her mouth to protest, only to close it again when she felt something hard and smooth caressing her bare bottom.
The paddle! She’d completely forgotten about it.
Unable to help herself, Hayley tensed as she waited for Conn to spank her with it.
But once again, her husband didn’t begin right away. Instead, he caressed her ass with the paddle. And despite her nervousness, Hayley realized she was completely relaxed. This was what she’d been waiting for.
“Your ass looks amazing all red like this, did you know that?” her husband said softly.
As he spoke, he continued to make small circles on her derriere, and Hayley let out another moan. She was just about to ask Conner to let her up so she could look at her bottom in the mirror when he spoke again.
“I think it’s going to look even more amazing after I spank you with the paddle, though,” he said, his tone almost conversational as he added, “You do want me to spank you with the paddle, don’t you, sweetheart?”
She forgot all about the mirror, heat rushing to her face as she nodded her head.
Conner said nothing, and for a moment, Hayley wondered if he was waiting for her to say the actual words aloud. But then, without warning, he lifted the paddle and brought it down on her bare ass with a resounding smack!
She almost bucked off his lap. “Owwwww!”
Hayley barely had time to catch her breath before Conner brought the paddle down again, this time on her other cheek. Ouch, that this was wicked. And yet, at the same time, it also felt absolutely delicious. Her bottom wasn’t just stinging anymore—it was on fire. And she wouldn’t want it any other way. It was as if there was a link between her sore bottom and her pussy. Every time the paddle came down, she could feel her pussy clench with excitement. She was beginning to think it might even be possible for her to come just from the spanking.
Just when she thought it couldn’t possibly get any better, Conner used his free hand to give her ass a squeeze in between each smack with the paddle. The combination of spank-squeeze-spank created a sensation that was off the charts. It built her excitement higher and higher, but wouldn’t let her tip over the edge. She never wanted him to stop.
And he didn’t. Not for a very long time. Instead, he paddled her until she thought she might come from the spanking alone. She even lifted her ass in the air to meet the paddle each time it came down, hoping it would push her over the edge.
But Conn stopped before she could find out.
Tossing the paddle onto the couch beside him, he gently soothed the sting from her throbbing ass cheeks with his hand. Hayley gasped. For a moment, she was torn between wanting him to spank her more and wanting him to touch her, but her husband was already taking her hand and pulling her up from his lap.
“So,” he said softly. “Did you like your Christmas present, babe?”
She smiled. “I loved it.”
Pushing herself up, she sat back on her heels and reached around with both hands to cup her freshly spanked ass. Her skin was hot to the touch and super sensitive, and she gasped. Feeling how warm her bottom was made her pussy spasm even more. She had an almost uncontrollable urge to slide her fingers down touch herself. But why do that when she had such a hot, sexy man in front of her?
Giving Conn a hungry look, Hayley got to her feet and pushed her panties down the rest of the way, then stepped out of them. On the couch, her husband made quick work of his own clothes. She bit her lip as she took in his broad shoulders, ripped muscles and long legs. She’d never get tired of looking at him.
When they were both naked, Hayley climbed on the couch to straddle Conner’s lap. She caught her breath as her tender bottom came into contact with his thighs. Reaching between her legs, she took his rock-hard cock in her hand and stroked him up and down. It was good to know the spanking had excited him as much as it had her.
But her husband was apparently in no mood for any more foreplay because he grasped her hips and positioned the head of his shaft at the entrance of her pussy. She slowly sat down on him, taking his entire length inside her in one smooth motion.
They both groaned at the same time, though hers turned into a sigh of pleasure as he slid his hands around to clench her still stinging ass. Mmm, that felt good, she thought as she began to ride him.
Every time she came down hard on his cock, it felt like her bottom was being spanked again. The two sensations were enough to drive her to the edge all on their own, but then Conner leaned forward to take a plump nipple in his mouth and suckle on it. Hayley gasped. Oh yeah, she was definitely going to come.
But just then Conner released her breast and lifted his head. Urging her off his hard length, he picked her up sat her down on the couch. She liked where this was going. She spread her legs wide as he kneeled on the floor in front of her and slid right back inside her wet pussy.
Putting a hand on each of her thighs, Conner fucked her hard. Every time he went deep, it pressed her tender ass into the fabric of the couch, and despite the material’s softness, it made her gasp out loud.
Moaning, Hayley reached her hand down to rub her throbbing clit. The combination of sensations—her tender bottom rubbing against the couch, Conner thrusting deeply into her, and her finger caressing her clit—made her scream so loud every house in the neighborhood must have heard. But she didn’t care. And when her husband let out a hoarse groan of his own as he came with her, it made her orgasm that much better.
As they cuddled together on the couch afterward, illuminated by the lights of the Christmas tree, Hayley finally caught her breath enough to ask the question that had been in the back of her mind since he’d started spanking her.
She lifted her head from her husband’s chest to gaze down at him. “Who was this little elf who told you I needed a spanking?”
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nbsp; He opened his eyes and looked at her drowsily. “Are you sure you won’t be mad when I tell you?”
She smiled. “Of course not. In fact, I think they deserve another Christmas present after what they did.”
He chuckled. “It was Genevieve. She mentioned it at the party when you were in the kitchen getting cookies for everyone. She said you’d really love for me to spank you, but that you were too shy to ever say it. I thought she was joking at first, but the more I thought about it, the better the idea sounded. I’m glad she told me.”
Hayley laughed. Genevieve, huh? She should have known. “Me, too.”
Every girl should have friends like she did, Hayley thought as she snuggled closer to her husband. She could still feel the tingle on her bottom as her eyes drifted closed. She smiled as she replayed the spanking over in her mind. She wanted to get it exactly right when she told the other girls the story of her first spanking.
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Carter regarded her thoughtfully. “Tell me, Skye, have you ever even been spanked?”
Her color deepened. “That’s none of your damn business.”
His mouth twitched. “I’ll take that as a no. Or maybe you have been spanked, and you didn’t like it.” He considered that for a moment, then shook his head. “Nope, you’ve never been spanked. I can tell.”
She narrowed her eyes at him. How could he possibly tell something like that? What, did she have a scarlet “P” on her chest for prude? She was very kinky. She just didn’t want to be spanked.
“Don’t you have a column to write?” she said irritably. “I’m sure there’s something going on in the world of football that’s newsworthy.”
“There isn’t. I checked before I came down to get coffee.” He flashed her a grin. “If you’ve never gotten spanked, do you really think you’re qualified to give advice on the subject?”
Why was she still sitting here talking to him? “You didn’t play every position in football, but you still give your opinion on it, don’t you?”
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