My Naughty Minette (Properly Spanked 3)

“I’ll spank you whenever you need it. Don’t test me in this, darling. Someone’s got to make you behave.” He caressed her rounded cheeks. “A paddle can impart a great deal of sting with very little harmful impact. So can a hand. Shall I show you?”

“No, you needn’t,” she said quickly. “I’ll be good tonight, even if I wasn’t on my best behavior last Hallowe’en.”

“You were very naughty last Hallowe’en. A proper lady would have stopped me. She would have flown from the bed as soon as I began molesting her.” August demonstrated this very same molestation, stroking her damp, hot pussy as she quivered beneath his touch.

“You didn’t give me much opportunity, if you’ll remember,” she protested. “And you’re the one who insisted again and again that I was naughty, all the while you did terribly naughty things to me. How shocking you were.”

“I was shocking?” He pressed a finger inside her, then another. “Have you any idea how I felt when I woke up and found you in my arms? It was the shock of my life. And then your brother came strutting in and—”

Minette burst into laughter. “Strutting in? I hardly remember it that way.”

“Because you were busy falling off the back of the bed as I was trying to put you to rights. Which was a damned waste of time, considering you’d bled all over the linens.” In the end, he had to laugh along with her. “What a nightmare it was.”

“Perhaps,” said Minette, gazing into his eyes. “But somewhere along the line, it turned into a dream, don’t you think?”

He didn’t answer, only gathered her close and showed her how much of a dream it was every moment she was near. He kissed her belly where their child grew, and caressed her in all the places she most liked as she trembled beneath his touch. Then he covered her with his body and pressed inside her with aching slowness until she begged and clutched at him for more. He’d never been good with words, like Minette, but he could give her his love and longing, now and forever.

Minette was his song, his savior.

She was the music that had finally healed his heart.

THE END