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I didn’t know if I was still wet from the spanking or thinking about Maxim seeing my naked pussy and my bare ass, or any and all of the above.
I rubbed my fingers over my panties again.
Fuck, why did it feel so good?
It felt so fucking good that I didn’t even care if he walked in on me right now and found me touching myself.
What would he do? Would he tell me I was naughty again before taking me over his knee for a second spanking that made the first seem like it was nothing? Would he reach between my legs and touch my pussy himself?
Would he spank me there too for being so naughty as to touch myself and come while thinking about him touching me?
Oh, God, the very idea of that was so fucking delicious and naughty and bad that it sent a new wave of slick arousal dripping down my thighs. The knot of arousal in my core tightened and I chewed on my lip, trying to keep control of myself as my body spiraled clean out of it.
My nipples hardened into tight buds, pressing insistently against the silky material of my camisole, which rubbed against the sensitive tips, making me groan out loud.
I couldn’t take it.
It felt like an electric storm had gathered within me, and the only way to escape it was to get some relief, to find some sort of release.
Sure, I’d touched myself before. I’d given myself an orgasm on rare occasion in the middle of the night, safe from prying eyes, but I’d never felt like this.
Never.
Right now, I felt like my whole world was tilted on its edge.
My clit throbbed beneath the thin fabric of my underwear, and I rubbed against it harder. My ass burned from the residual heat of the spanking, but it only added to my arousal.
I wanted him to touch me again.
Fuck.
That was a bad idea.
Maxim was older than me, by a lot, and I was sure he was probably married.
He couldn’t possibly want a woman like me.
My fingers smoothed over my clit; I paused, and I decided I didn’t care if this was a bad idea or a good one.
I was doing it.
My fingers rubbed over my clit, circling over the bundle of nerves again and again, the sensations so intense that it took everything in me not to come right then and there. My desire spiraled, higher and higher up into the clouds and just when I was about to come, my mouth opened, and a single word slipped free from my lips.
“Daddy.”
That was the only thing I could think about as I touched myself.
He was older. He was stern. He was demanding.
He was everything a daddy should be, and the realization made me come, hard and fast.
My legs squeezed together, and it took everything in me not to scream out loud. Instead, I turned my head and bit the pillow, holding a moan in the back of my throat as my body pulsed and my pussy contracted over and over.
The wave of pleasure rushed through me, taking me by surprise and leaving my mind whirling with electric fire. I squeezed my eyes shut as my body writhed and trembled with the power of my climax.
But it wasn’t enough.
I needed him.
