Chelsea's Somebody by Yvette Hines

Chelsea's Somebody by Yvette Hines

Author:Yvette Hines [Hines, Yvette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: A 1Night Stand Story
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Published: 2013-10-29T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Three

“Now that you’re satisfied for the moment, I think it’s time for a level of pleasure we like.” Rick rose from the bed, admiring her erotic glow as she lay limp, panting from her climax.

“Tanning hide.” Stem slid off the end of the bed, licking her cream from his mouth.

“Turn over, my sweet pearl. Let us see that ass.” Rick took her by the hips and helped her roll to her stomach.

“Up on those knees and spread ’em.” Stem feasted his gaze on Chelsea’s backside and sex as he stroked himself through his jeans.

Rick removed the pillows and tossed them to the floor then pressed a hand to her shoulder blades until her cheek pressed against the bed, face toward him.

The eyes behind the mask met his, unsure. Her body trembled under his palm. This night exceeded Chelsea’s league. Did not knowing what to expect from the rougher side of his and Stem’s play frighten her?

“No, worries, my sweet pearl, we’ll take it easy on you…this time.” He winked and tried to ease her fears some.

“Okay,” she said, her voice low, but some of the misgiving evident in her stare had receded.

“Come look at the purty sight, Rick.” Stem beckoned.

Moving to join him, Rick gave a low whistle. Her ass and sex shining with her arousal set his heart pounding and made his cock throb.

Reaching down, he resituated his length, not ready to let it out yet. The moment he did, he’d be ready to bury it inside Chelsea for hours. Once would not be enough.

“The loveliest thing over the Texas border,” he agreed.

Returning to the side of the bed, Rick laid a hand on her hip and she flinched. Keeping his caress light, he stroked her soft curves.

“Do y’all need the paddle?” she asked.

“Not this time. I want to feel your ass heat up under my hand.” He didn’t care what Stem wanted. In the past, they’d both enjoyed wielding a paddle on a willing woman’s backside. However, this wasn’t just any woman, but Chelsea. That changed everything.

Stem, on the opposite side of the bed again, reached out and squeezed her cheek closest to him. “Perfect. You ready, cowgirl?”

“Yes.”

Stem gave him a sharp nod, their signal to strike first.

Rick did.

Smack.

Her rotund ass, silky, warm, and firm against his hand thrilled him. Too many times to count, she’d walked by him in hip-hugging jeans, and he’d envisioned bending her over and spanking her. The moment had arrived, and he was fully enjoying it.

She twitched as the first few alternating hits landed.

They continued, increasing the velocity of impact each time their hands connected with her. Low whimper-moans emerged from deep in her throat.

The medium brown hue of her skin showed a cherry undertone. She wiggled and hunched her back after each slap.

She pulled the ropes taut, gripping them through the process.

Holding his palm up, he let his friend know they were done. Rick stroked his hand down her heated flesh. “You did beautifully.”

She hissed, but remained in position, still allowing him liberties as his fingers moved to her sex.



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