Warning: explicit content

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Paddle? Really? 

Had we ever done this before?

I couldn't recall. Not at the moment. My daring husband was awaiting my answer and I was moist in my most forbidden area. 

Why did this turn me on so much?

Maybe it was the pregnancy hormones. 

When Hero raised both his brows in question, I tried to clear my head. I was being stupid. 

"Yeah... um... I can take a paddle..." 

Fuck. Control yourself. You sound like some inexperienced virgin... which you are not!

"I know you can," Hero snarled as he ran a hand down the front of my shirt, to thumb at an erect nipple. God damn, they were sensitive to the touch. 

Realizing this, he let out a deep-throated chuckle. 

"I still affect you like some innocent doe." 

I fluttered my lashes, unaware that I was doing so. 

"Do I... still affect you?" 

Hero groaned, palming the front of his jeans. Holy cow. Not only did he have a growing bulge, but the thick member was pushing against the zipper, close to bursting. 

He grew all the more attractive as his head hung back, a collection of moans escaping him as he stroked the length. 

"Do you still affect me?" he choked out, "Fuck. Does this answer your question?" 

Without preamble, he yanked down the zipper, his monstrous cock bobbing from the confines of his pants. It seemed to have doubled in size, the viens prominent and the head swollen. 

I saw precum already leaking from the tip. 

"This is what you do to me, Kristina," He growled, his features twisted painfully, "I'm hard as fucking steel just from looking at you."

He was stiffer than he'd ever been before. I had a million questions running through my mind on why this was.

Was it because we were still in our new cupcake phase? 

Was it because I meant more to him now? 

I ran a hand gingerly over my balloon of a stomach to help ponder this, but before I could voice my concerns, Hero leaped at me like some uncontrollable beast. 

He gathered me into his arms Bridal-style and nearly ran to the bedroom, his breathing labored. When he deposited me on the bed, I tried to lever up on my arms. 

"Hero... I... I'm sorry about being a tease. I didn't realize..." 

I trailed off at the sight of him retreating from a nearby dresser. The paddle was in his hand, but that wasn't what took me aback (though it was big enough). 

He was fully nude, his carved body that of some greek Adonis. 

I felt lucky. Once again, this man was all mine.

"Don't ever apologize," Hero demanded, studying my glazed expression, "you like what you see, baby?" 

I nodded instantly. 

"You still turn me on."

Letting out a feral growl, he threw aside the paddle, hiking up the skirt of my dress. I released a breathless whimper. He sure didn't mince with words. 

"Take this off. Now. I need to feast on you." 

I didn't bother stalling; I did as I was told, awaiting his next set of directions. Licking his lips, Hero eyed the pair of lacy panties I wore. 

With tortuous slowness, he eased the material down my thick thighs, breathing in the scent of my arousal before dropping the underwear. 

Parting my legs, he ran a finger up my apex stilling immediately. He lifted a finger that was clearly wet.

"Holy shit, baby. You're practically dripping. Is this all for me?"

Still surprised by his discovery, I bit my lip and nodded.

Lapping up the evidence, ever so slowly, he made his way to my mound, spreading my lips.

"You're already soaked." He whispered.
 
He followed his statement with a quick lick of his tongue, shuddering. 

"It's like honey. You taste so delectable."

I fell on my back, tilting my head towards the ceiling. My body was weak from his onslaught.

To prepare for what was to come, I fisted the blankets to hang onto my sanity, but it didn't help. 

Before I could gather my bearings, he was running a finger against my slick walls, pressing down with enough vigor to get me to the brink. 

Then with persistence, he edged towards my G-spot, curling his knuckles, causing me to bow off the bed. 

Fuck! 

Hero tutted as if I had done wrong. 

"No, little minx. You can't come yet."

What? The hell if I couldn't! 

As if sensing my denial, he leaned into my line of vision, glowering. 

"If you do, your punishment will be worse." 

Much to my dismay, he continued with his ministrations. Using a finger to gather my juices, he lathered my clit, brushing the tender nub. 

I sucked in a breath. This was too much. I couldn't hold it in. I couldn't-

Like the devil he was, Hero rubbed and circled my clit, until at long last I exploded in a flurry of color. 

Oh no.

"You came." He said in disappointment. 

Before I could make sense of what was happening, I was being flipped onto all fours. Perhaps he was going to take pity on me and take me from behind? 

He rested a hand on my backside, making me flinch. I hadn't expected that. 

He then ran the flat side of what I guessed was the paddle across one cheek.

"I'm going to hit you ten times. Think you can handle that?" 

I thought about that. Could I handle this? There was definitely a difference between his bare hand and a piece of wood. 

God, but did the thought of being marked turn me on. 

In the form of a response, I dug my face into the mattress, presenting him my ass for the taking.

On an expelled breath, I felt the rush of air before the unmistakable burst of pain crackled over my skin. It was hot and rich, only for the feeling to ebb away. 

I craved more.

Hero followed his intrusion with a few more licks, the action continuous. I shocked myself by arching my ass in the air and wiggling it suggestively.

As the hits went on, he grew more creative, guiding the hard wood down from my cheeks, to my wet slit, making the feeling reverberate to my core. 
 
I screamed out my release and by the time the tenth lick arrived, I was burning but in the best of ways. 

As I rested on my side, I caught Hero staring at me from the side of the bed. 

"So sexy. Your ass is purple. Just the way I like it."