He resisted the urge to smile back. Although he hadn’t played with her very much, he’d watched her in the club. Tilly wasn’t a brat. But she was obviously feeling playful and in the mood for a spanking.
Well, he’d be happy to oblige her.
“Kneel on the floor and turn around, lean your stomach over the edge of the chair. Do not lose that butt plug.”
Tilly moved carefully, turning herself around and resting her body on the seat of the chair.
Dylan knelt to one side and rubbed his hand over her round ass. “That was very naughty to touch yourself without permission, Tilly. Are you trying to test me?”
“What? No.” She glanced over her shoulder with some alarm. “I wasn’t testing you. I just, I guess…”
“You wanted this?” He smacked his hand down on her ass.
Her breath went out with a long sigh. He smacked his hand down again.
“You only had to ask, baby. I want you to do that next time rather than deliberately disobey me, okay?”
“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry.”
He gave her another smack. Then rubbed her ass. He landed another stinging spank to her other cheek. Then aimed two more at where her thighs and butt cheeks met.
“Damn, this is one gorgeous ass,” he said, squeezing her ass. The butt plug peeked out of her cheeks and he deliberately smacked his hand over the end of it.
Tilly jolted then let out a small whimper of need. He increased his speed. She was going to feel this spanking for a while. He drew the plug in and out of her ass with one hand as he continued to spank her.
“Ohh, Sir, please. I need you.”
“Part your legs. Wider,” he commanded gruffly. His cock was so hard it hurt. He couldn’t hold back much longer. Drawing on his control, he resisted the urge to dive inside her and instead reached around to play with her clit as he lined his cock up against her pussy.
Biting his lip, he inched his way inside her tight, wet passage.
“So full, oh wow, oh Dylan,” she cried out as he continued to brush his finger over her clit.
“You can come whenever you like, Tilly,” he reiterated.
“Thank you, Sir,” she told him as he pushed himself fully inside her.
“Damn, that feels good,” he muttered before pulling back then driving himself forward. “So good.”
“Yes, yes, more, please,” she cried. He could tell she was close as she shuddered beneath him. He flicked his finger back and forth over her clit as he plunged inside her. Every ounce of strength was needed to hold back his need to come.
Tilly screamed as she came around him. Her pussy clamped down on his throbbing shaft. His movements grew faster, more erratic.
Then he crashed, his whole body shuddering as he came. He barely managed not to slump forward onto her. Instead, he slowly pulled out and lay back on the floor, breathing heavily.
Tilly started giggling and he opened his eyes to see her staring down at him.
“What are you laughing about?” he mock-growled.
“You look like you need a nap.”
“Well, you tired me out, woman.”
“Poor baby, I forgot how old you are. Do you want me to get your walking stick or do you need a wheelchair?”
He sat up. “Obviously that spanking wasn’t hard enough.” He reached for her, but she drew back.
“It was! It was!” she said with a laugh. “I’m sorry, Sir. I take it back. You’re young, virile, strong, sexy, you can go on and on for hours.”