
The cool nylon of his running
pants warmed quickly under her belly. The hard muscle of his legs tensed,
bracing her like an anvil. He rubbed his flattened palm over her bare ass
cheeks in a slow circle. So soft, so round. She lay still as a statue,
obediently, as if she’d done this a million times. “Then we’ll all go to the
movies or go bowling. Something normal people do.”
“Because we’re so normal, right?”
He raised his hand high and let
the first crack of his palm rain down on her ass. “This is our normal. It’s the
only normal that matters.”
She whimpered and bowed her head. “Another…please,
sir.”
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