Again, he rubbed the palm of his right hand on her bottom, warming up her chilled flesh.
“You have such a beautiful ass,” he murmured. He lifted up his hand and then brought it down firmly.
Candace gasped again as pleasure and pain got all mingled up inside of her.
“Am I hurting you?” Charlie asked her, his voice hot with need.
“A little,” she said in a small voice, equally wracked with the need to be possessed by the man she loved.
He ran his hand down her ass cheek to the very top of her thighs and then slid an index finger inside her swollen pu**y. “What about now?” he asked, his breath coming in quick bursts. “Am I hurting you now?”
“You could never hurt me.”
Abruptly, Charlie ripped the dress all the way up to her shoulders. She was completely naked underneath and he lowered her to the soft rug in front of his bed. She looked up at him with love in her eyes.
“Now for the final punishment,” he said, as he unzipped his pants and let his huge, throbbing shaft spring free. Settling himself between her legs, he pushed into her wet, hot pu**y, inch by inch.
“Charlie,” she moaned, her head writhing on the floor.
“Oh god,” he roared as she moved her hips slightly, taking him all the way to the hilt. Roughly he grabbed her hips, feeling her muscles contract around him as her pleasure spiraled out of control.
Right before they came, Charlie forced their bodies to go completely still. Holding her hips in his hands, he watched the rise and fall of her br**sts as she panted beneath him.
“I love you Candy. Don’t you ever forget it again.”
And then he plunged into her hot folds, and she milked him dry as a soul-shattering orgasm rocked through them both.
The next day, they wrote their latest lovemaking into their new tale of erotic romance and then headed back to the bedroom for another round of “research”.
~ THE END ~