Two strangers met at an airport after their flight was canceled. They had a spark and spent a passionate night together. However, the next day, he disappeared without a word, leaving her heartbroken and wondering what could have been.
She couldn't...
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He chuckled against my skin dragging his palm flat to my stomach. He liked this, the begging, he filled himself with lust whenever I begged him to just fuck me get over with it but he liked to extend our play time sessions to the point of insanity, at least for me.
"Remember telling you something about what was going to happen after I got my rest on little thing, what was it, little girl?"
I closed my eyes and swallowed. I remember quite well, hell I remember the exact words, even the tone of voice.
I gasped when his fingertips skimmed the skin above the line of my soaked panties.
"Sammie?"
"Yeah?" I sounded weak and breathy like I had been running for hours.
"I'm waiting," he said while grabbing hold of the panties and instead of pulling them off he pulled them to the side, exposing me for his pleasure, bringing moans and gaps. I almost brought my hands down, a bit more of that and I would have that explosion I was begging for.
"Spanking." I blurted out.
"And?"
"Screaming," I whispered.
"I said that?" He lifted a quizzical brow.
I nodded and licked my lips, my vision was blurry from keeping my eyes shut too tight. All I saw was shadows and shapes. I belly dipped when he placed an open-mouthed kiss.
