Claimed by the Marquis by Carole Mortimer

Author:Carole Mortimer
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Smashwords
Published: 2016-01-29T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

“What are you doing?” Naked and squirming, Sally could only cling to Nicholas’s shoulders as he carried her through to her bedchamber. Those squirms became ones of desperation to get away as he first turned the key in the lock of the door before sitting down on the side of the bed to turn her over and land a resounding smack to one cheek of her bared bottom. “Nicholas!” Sally had never been struck in her life before, under any circumstances, and for Oxbridge to do so now was—

He landed another resounding smack on the other cheek.

It was—

And another.

And then another.

Oh God…

The smacks themselves were only hard enough to cause a painful sting, but the heat that followed went straight to Sally’s core. Humiliatingly so, as the perfume of her arousal began to permeate the room each time Nicholas landed another stinging slap to her bared flesh.

Flesh that was becoming more and more sensitized by the second.

Her bottom burned, her nipples ached, the nubbin between her thighs throbbed, and the cream of her arousal was so copious, it was dampening her curls, as well as slicking her channel.

“Nicholas, please…” Sally was unsure if her plea was for him to stop or continue. Surely it was wrong, even perverse, to enjoy having her bottom spanked?

Nicholas’s initial anger at being so unfairly misjudged so soon after learning of his father’s adultery began to abate as he now gazed down hotly at the bare globes of Sally’s bottom, both red and glowing from his ministrations.

His hand landed on her bottom again, just for the pleasure of watching the tremor of that flesh and the jolt of her body rubbing against his fully aroused cock.

He wasn’t spanking Sally hard enough to really hurt her, but no doubt the slaps landing on the same piece of flesh had succeeded in magnifying the effect of those blows. In arousing her?

Oh yes.

He could smell the perfume of her arousal now. Feel it as he no longer spanked her but instead kneaded and squeezed that glowing flesh. His fingers moved lower, stroking between her legs, allowing him to feel how swollen the lips and nubbin were, and both of them drenched with her juices.

Sally was most assuredly aroused, that now-familiar perfume of her arousal invading and saturating his senses.

His fingers became very wet as he continued to stroke her, his other hand moving to cup beneath one of her dangling breasts, the nipple as plump as a berry between his fingers and thumb.

He ceased his squeezing as she gave a hiss of discomfort. “Did I hurt you?”

“They are still a little sore. From—from our time together the other evening.”

Ah. Nicholas instantly caressed rather than squeezed the nipple. He had been angry earlier because of her accusations, but he had no wish to cause her real pain. He would much rather give her pleasure, whatever form that pleasure might take. Which did not mean he did not intend her to suffer a little first.

Sally’s embarrassment deepened. Nicholas could not help but be aware of her responses to being spanked.

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