Vegas Revenge Wedding (Nevada Bad Boys 2)

“Oh is that so? Let’s see about that.” I pulled her to the couch and took a seat, snapping her across my knee in an instant.

“Hey! What’re you doing?” She squirmed in my grasp as I pulled her into position with her ass in the air.

“Showing you who’s boss.” I brought my hand down hard on her pajama pants.

“Ow! Hey! Let me go!” She squirmed harder, but I kept her locked in place.

“Tell me you’re not going to steal again.” I slapped her ass three times with fairly hard smacks.

“No! Let me go!” She pulled against me and tried to stand.

“Fine, then these are coming down.” I pushed my hand into the waistband of her pajamas and yanked them down to her knees.

Chapter 9: Monica

“Stop!” I squealed when I felt Grady’s hand on my exposed ass.

“Last chance.” His voice was more rigid than I was used to, almost a growl. “Promise me you’re not going to steal again, or you’re going to get a spanking that you’ll remember for a long time.”

As much as the first few smacks stung, it was actually kind of exciting being across Grady’s knee. I wasn’t sure I wanted a real spanking, but I was still having fun. He was going to have to do better than the few smacks he had already given me if he expected me to just submit to his will and do what he said. I knew it was stupid to steal, but I wanted to be able to give him a gift and things got out of control after that when I saw that the security guards were too busy with the rest of the shoppers to pay attention to me.

The holiday rush was in full effect, so I helped myself to several items, even going back for more a couple of times. The holidays were the best time to steal since they were more concerned about getting the products on the shelves in front of people that would buy them than keeping them locked behind the counter. It wasn’t like I was stealing the latest model of anything, but the older stuff still sold pretty well. I looked over my shoulder at Grady and pouted.

“Well? Are you going to listen to me or do I have to spank you?” He looked at me with a serious expression on his face.

“You’d never hurt me—I’m your wife.” I pulled against his grasp again, trying to get free as I continued to tease him.

“Clearly you don’t know very much about me.” He brought his hand down a little harder. “I guess you’re getting a spanking.”

“I guess so.” I wiggled my ass at him.

I underestimated Grady—a lot. The instant I wiggled my ass, his hand came crashing down into it and the spanking really began. His hand bounced from one side of my ass to the other fast, barely giving me a chance to recover before he was delivering another stinging smack. Even with the sting getting more intense each time his hand came down, it was still fairly exciting. I was completely at his mercy and there was nothing I could do about it. The more I squirmed, the harder the spanking seemed to get and when I peeked over my shoulder, I saw that my ass had turned a shade of pink. Grady definitely wasn’t holding back.

His hand kept coming down and even though my pussy was getting wet from the excitement of being across his knee, it was still starting to hurt. I felt myself losing control and it was the first time I had really felt that. I was always either in control or figuring out how to shift things so that I was. The control evaporated and there was something about it that awakened feeling I didn’t know I could experience. My hips started to shift involuntarily and I threw a hand back to s

top the sting that was slowly turning into a burning sensation across my entire ass.

“Have you had enough? Are you ready to promise me you’re not going to steal anything else?” His hand came to a rest on a spot that I wasn’t blocking and I could feel the heat that the spanking had created burning against his palm.

“Well...” My thoughts were getting twisted in my head. On one hand my ass was hurting from the spanking, but on the other hand, the feeling was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. “I wouldn’t go that far.”

“Okay then.” He pulled the hand that was covering my ass away and pinned it to the small of my back. “I guess we’re not done.”

His hand started coming down so fast that it almost took my breath away. The burning sensation was amplified with every smack. I stretched my hand out when the pain really started to build but he had it pinned in a way that not even a finger could reach my ass. The rhythm changed and instead of bouncing from one side of my bottom to the other, he started delivering multiple smacks in one location, even drifting down to the tender spots at the bottom of my ass which really stung when they were at his mercy.

My pussy got so wet from the excitement of what he was doing that my lust smeared between my thighs as I squirmed around on his lap. I didn’t want him to keep spanking me, but I couldn’t shut off the valve he had turned on that made me crave it. I started to lift my ass up towards his hand each time it came down, willing accepting the next smack to the point I was almost begging for it. It took several minutes for the pain to overwhelm my desires. I collapsed across his knee and felt the excitement turn to actual punishment and my ass started to truly suffer.

“Ow! I’m sorry! I won’t steal again! I promise!” My words came from a place deep within me that had never been tapped before.

“That’s all you had to say.” His hand slowed down, delivering several more hard smacks before it finally concluded.

He let me stay on his knee and recover for several minutes as his hand gently caressed my punished flesh. It was hot to the touch, radiating with the heat of both my desires and the punishment he had given me. I felt my pussy getting even wetter as he caressed me, and his finger started to move between my legs and lightly graze it. It was like dynamite and his finger was the match. My pussy wasn’t just wet—it was swollen with desire. His touch instantly brought me to the brink of an orgasm and when he moved his finger to my clitoris, I started to convulse from the exhilaration of my lust.

He rubbed my clitoris in a circular motion and it took less than a dozen rotations for me to start squirm against his leg again. The pressure built so fast that I could hardly stand to be touched and after a few more rotations around the tight bundle of nerves, the pressure released. I squeezed his leg and shook as I started to cum, biting down on my bottom lip while moans roared from within me. He kept moving his finger in the same rotation until I was completely spent and my body finally relaxed.

“No wonder you didn’t give in very easily. You were enjoying yourself.” He chuckled and pulled me off of his knee.

“Yeah.” I leaned against his neck. “But that wasn’t enough, I want more.”