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"No, you won't." I grabbed her ass in a firm double grip again. "You love being fresh."

"Please." She sucked in her breath, her entire body shaking so hard that she seemed to pulsate in my lap.

"How about a little spanking for my naughty Kitten?" I whispered against her mouth. "For good measure. And you have to stay quiet the whole time."

Her lips pressed together, and she nodded, wide-eyed and eager.

"What's our safe word?" I couldn't stop the grin from making it to my face with her reaction.

"Nightshade," she whispered, shuddering when I lifted her to her knees.

"No noise, except for our safe word if you need to. Understood?" I urged her on to all fours, placing a few pillows by her head.

"Y-yes. Oh God." She shook hard, her arms nearly buckling under the intensity of it.

"Tits to the sheets." I pressed her shoulders down and she grabbed the pillows to hold under her. "Ass up just for me." I ran my hand over her rear, urging her legs wider to expose all of her while I knelt beside her. "Perfect."

Nora's soft moans muffled in the pillows. She shook so hard that I wondered how long she would be able to hold herself up. My mind shifted to future playroom purchases and a wedge pillow, or something of the like to bend her over. The thought of it aroused me almost as much as the current moment.

I glanced to the door, noting that only Sali and Maggie would be home at this time of day. They would definitely hear us if I kicked it up a few notches, if they hadn't already. I rubbed Nora's ass, gazing at her swollen, dripping pussy and flicked my finger side to side over her slit. She rocked her hips, though remained soundless.

While distracting her, I snatched my phone off the nightstand, and texted our roommates a mild noise warning. I smirked at the irony of it, because Maggie and Sali were nowhere near quiet in their own endeavors.

Maggie texted back a thumbs up and a laughter emoji, and I set my phone back down.

I stopped all movement on Nora for a moment, remaining stock-still beside her. She squeezed her eyes shut, as if expecting the first swat, but it never came. I waited until her expression relaxed, before popping her rear in one firm landed swat.

She gasped, her entire body seizing with her. Her toes curled, legs quaked, and she tore at the pillows in silence. I landed a second and third swat, one cheek after the other. Nora's squeal and fluttering pussy told me I'd gone down the perfect path.

I continued spanking her, lightly still and only enough to turn her tight ass rosy pink. She thrashed at the bedding, shaking her head as her body quaked. If her pussy was soaked before, it was nothing compared to how she appeared after indulging in her favorite kink. My heart pounded in my chest, body burned with sweaty lust, and my well-tended clit throbbed.

Nora came with the final swat, her back arching in a way that only exposed her to me more. She cried into the pillows while I rubbed her tender ass and tapped her pussy with the tips of my fingers in quick succession. She squeaked, her fists tightening around her blanket with her head in the pillows when I focused on her clit. Without warning, she gasped, tossed her head back, and braced herself against the bed, lifting up part of her upper half. Her contorted feet lifted from the bed when her toes curled. She cried out, unreserved and untethered, when she peaked. Wetness rushed my hand, in a deliciously visible gush that I ached to cause all the time. Her cries turned to shouts when I worked her through it, and she collapsed back on the bed, gasping and heaving with her hind quarters still in the air.

I wasted no time swinging around behind her, dropping between her legs to devour her from behind. Her shouts, cries, and pleasure-filled wails rolled waves of warmth over me. Satisfaction, complete and absolute, wrapped me in a succor I ached for all the time. I got off again with my mouth buried in my girl, who took all the pleasure I offered her and rejoiced in it.

We must've made up for lost time, because Nora's orgasms, rolling and plentiful, took her to task. Sweat dampened her hair and cast an iridescent sheen over her pearlish skin. When she couldn't hold herself up any longer, I let her hips collapse against my lap while I focused firm thrusts in and out of her core. Her final release brought shivers and goosebumps to her flesh, and she turned into a sweaty, panting ball of heat on the bed.

I freed myself to crawl up her body, kissing her welted ass first, up her back, and finally her shoulder. I held myself above her, licking and nipping her exposed ear and cheek. Slowly she calmed, melting into a sweet smile coupled with trickling tears. My heart swelled when I knew I brought her to the subspace that she craved. I wouldn't have admitted it before, but I ached for it just the same. To know she tumbled into the blissful, floating euphoria that consumed her, brought me lashes of joy. With it, my mind cleared, and the only thing that existed in the world was Nora.

I gathered her in my arms, moving her limp, hot body with ease, and tucked her close to me. She snuggled close to me, her face hidden against my neck. Her breathing calmed to slow, rhythmic lifts and falls. I brushed the tears from her cheeks, but her sweet smile never faded. Her body, completely pliable and almost limp, moved with me like a frothy liquid edging its container. I peppered her face with kisses, each of her closed eyes and lips, while gently caressing her back and hip in soft rotations. I loved on her, kissing and touching anywhere I could. This moment, mirrored by many others in the past, always brought me the greatest happiness, knowing I could help her get to a place where the world couldn't reach her.

In time, she animated slowly, uncoordinated fingers caressing my arms as she pressed her lips to my neck. The smiles never left our faces, and I brushed my lips over hers. She kissed me and the two of us rolled into a round of soft, lazy making out. Her eyes remained closed while her wobbly hands continued to explore my body. I wasn't a beat behind, and I draped my leg over her, fully encompassing her with my limbs.

Nora dozed off eventually, and I pulled the blankets over us to keep her warm. I must've spent an entire hour gazing down at her, reveling in her sweet fragrance and beautifully delicate features. I could hold her like this forever, and part of me rolled with anger for not doing it sooner. To think of all the lost time with her hurt, but I was grateful for the right now and the woman who allowed me to hold her in my arms.

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I held Nora's hand when we descended the stairs for the first time that day. The smell of something savory cooking greeted us when we found a trio in the kitchen. Sali and Harper stood by the stove, bickering over something, while Maggie sat at the kitchen table, her eyes on her laptop beside a stack of plates and utensils yet to be set.

"Yo, roomies," I called out, and all of them laughed.

"How was the sex, Beast? Sounded hot as fuck," Sali called out, in typical fashion.

Harper smacked her arm before waving to us with a cheery smile.

Nora laughed, her face burning with a blush as she leaned against me. I grinned and wrapped her up in a hug before taking a seat at the table beside Maggie.

"The sex is always hot as fuck," I retorted.