Loving Miranda by Michelle Peters

Coming to Blushing Books September 15th, 2017

 

Excerpt

Tony leaned his body over hers, placing his face to her ear. He whispered in her ear. “I’m going to spank you.”

What? Did she hear that right? Her body tensed, and Tony felt it. He stopped thrusting but held himself inside of her.

“What?” she said.

“I said I’m going to spank you,” his breath was in her hair. “Your ass, seeing it this way, small, white, perfect. I can’t resist the urge to spank it. And I am going to spank it.”

Miranda’s mind said one thing, but her body another. She had never let a man spank her before, although she had fantasized about it. She came close to asking one of her boyfriends to do it, just for the experience, but she never drew up enough courage to ask. The idea of it both excited and scared the hell out of her. Her body was asking for it, telling Tony that she wanted it, even if she wasn’t able to voice the words. When Tony whispered the words into her ear, her pussy contracted and clenched, her juices flowing even more. She was more aroused than she had ever been. Is it possible that she wanted to be spanked? While her mind said no, her body said yes.

“Will it hurt?” she asked.

She felt Tony’s cheek move as he smiled, his face pressed to hers.

“Only if you want it to,” he replied.

Did she want it to hurt? No. Yes. She didn’t know. “I don’t know,” she told him.

She felt Tony lift his body off her. She trembled. There was silence. She felt his penis deep inside her, his crotch pressed against her.

First, she felt just a little slap on her right buttock. It stung, but it didn’t hurt. The next one was on her left cheek. Again, a sting. “Harder.” Yes, Miranda liked it. She wanted more.

Tony held his penis in her but did not smack her again. Miranda looked back at Tony over her shoulder, bewildered.

Tony saw her look and said, “If you want more, you have to ask for it properly.”

“Properly?”

“You will address me as sir. As in yes sir, no sir, more sir.”

“Really?” Miranda didn’t know what to make of this.

“Do you want more?” Tony asked, looking at Miranda looking back at him.

Miranda thought about it, then smiled. As she turned her head around again, burying it in the cushions of the couch, she said rather forcefully, “Yes, sir!”

Tony began thrusting in and out of her again. She felt his hard penis go in and out of her.

She loved it.

He slapped her hard three times on her left cheek. She wanted to cry out in pain, but did not. She wanted more, and she didn’t want to give him any reason to stop. She felt another three hard slaps.

Tony was thrusting even harder, the slapping of his pelvis punctuated by the sound of his hand slapping her left ass cheek. On the third slap, she felt it. She felt the contractions start deep inside her, the ones that start ever so slow but build to an orgasm. At first Miranda wasn’t sure if she felt it, it had been so long since she came, but as the waves built, she knew she was close to coming.

Tony must have felt it as well, because his penis became even harder. He picked up the pace of his thrusts, and she felt his penis grow inside her. He was on the edge as well.

Even though her ass cheeks stung like hell, Miranda wanted more. She wanted to feel more of that sweet stinging pain. She felt that she wouldn’t be able to come without that feeling, and she wanted to come.

She lifted her head off the couch, trying to look behind her at Tony. “Again,” she gasped,

“spank me again, sir. Harder, sir. Don’t stop. Harder.”

She put her head back down on the couch as Tony brought his right hand down hard on her ass cheek.

“Ow,” she screamed into the pillow.

He slapped her again, this time on the left cheek.

“Ow, yes, more.”

With each blow that came down on her ass, Miranda felt her orgasm rise and well within her until it burst forth, flooding Tony’s crotch with warm wetness. Tony gripped her ass cheeks. As he held her tight she felt the fire on her ass from the spanking. He shuddered once, twice, three times as he came deep inside her. The sensation of him releasing deep inside her made her come again. He held her ass until he was finished, falling back and out of her, sitting on the floor behind her.

Miranda twisted her body around and crawled into Tony’s lap, licking his still hard penis, tasting herself on his skin mingled with the saltiness of his semen. Her ass was stinging like hell. It hurt so much. She mashed her left ass cheek into the carpet, feeling the rough wool against her burning skin. She loved it. She knew she wanted more, and was sure Tony would be the one to give it to her. He placed a hand under her chin and guided her face up towards his. He was smiling as he kissed her.

“Can we do that again?” she asked once they broke off their kiss.

“I don’t think you have a choice, your ass is now mine.”

As Miranda snuggled into this chest, she knew that this was true, he now owned her ass.

She was glad he did.

 

About the Author

Michelle has been writing stories for as long as she can remember. After several years working in the hotel industry, Michelle has now dedicated herself to her writing. While she has dabbled in short fiction, freelancing and stage plays, Romance is her genre of choice. Michelle creates relatable characters that explore the steamier side of romance, stories with a little spice. An incurable romantic herself, she draws on personal experiences as much as possible.

Michelle lives in Canada with her partner and their two terriers, Jack and Lilly. Between stealing time to write, Michelle, her partner and the dogs are rarely found indoors, taking full advantage of the outdoor lifestyle Canada has to offer, no matter the season.

Loving Miranda is the second installment of the Dominion Hotel Series. The first installment of the series is Warrington’s Way.

 

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