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As his nimble fingertips pressed into my sensitive skin, I closed my eyes tight and felt him separate my buttocks. I knew trust was an essential part of our relationship, and he always made the best decisions for me. In my heart, I always wanted a soulmate, but I’d never fully trusted a man before.
And I wanted to trust this handsome cowboy.
When his cool, lubricated finger tapped my smooth anus, I knew it was a bad idea to bait him, but my butt waved back and forth anyway.
“This isn’t a good time to test me. Lift your bottom in the air and ask me to punish my naughty girl.”
Raising my hips up off the arm of his leather recliner, my globes automatically spread open, and I tried my best to sound contrite. “Punish me,” I whimpered, embarrassed that my soaked pussy was on full display.
“You know I want more than that. Where should Daddy punish you?”
My demeanor revealed a combination of humiliation and lustful desire as I lifted my buttocks even higher and spoke in a hushed voice. “In my heinie hole.”
“This is what happens to bad little girls who disrespect their Daddy,” he scolded, pressing the broad tip of his lubricated finger against my tender rosette. “Darlin’ you’re about to learn an important lesson.”
Moving my hands to steady myself onto the chair, I waited patiently for him to push his thick finger inside my small entrance. The size of my bottom hole was no match for the girth of his finger, and I moaned mightily as he stretched my supple skin. “It hurts! It really does!”
But along with another scolding came a sharp smack which seemed to bounce off my firm ass. “Stop fussin’, young lady. If you relax this naughty hole of yours, it will be easier once I’m all the way in.”
I wanted to be his good girl, and I loved having him in charge. But my tight muscles weren’t cooperating, and the advancement of his large finger inside my dark tunnel was slow. “I can’t relax. I just can’t!”
“Maybe I need to spank these adorable cheeks of yours to show I mean business,” he rasped with his mouth close to my ear, “and we both know how your bright red heinie turns me on.”
With Cole’s finger wiggling inside my bottom, and the thought of his hand repeatedly spanking each globe, I was dying to grind my aching sex on the smooth arm of the chair. But knowing what the repercussions would be, I decided to go for obedience rather than obstinance. Groaning, I writhed and moaned when his first smack landed on my sensitive ass and hoped for more. Obviously, we were both turned on by a spanking.
“That’s it! Take it in. Take it in nice and deep,” he instructed, delving much farther than I ever dreamed was possible. “Present your beautiful bottom to me and ask for a spankin’. I want my naughty girl to politely tell me exactly what she wants.”
My quivering lips parted to speak, but before I had a chance—he pulled his finger partially out and drove it back in, stretching and filling me to the hilt. “Beg me. Beg me to punish you, bad girl.”
“Please!” I squealed, my pussy throbbing with need as I surreptitiously rubbed it against the smooth brown leather. “Please let me…”
“No way, sweetheart,” he growled in my ear along with another brisk smack to my stinging ass. “You get back into position and ask politely.
Compliantly, I raised my hips and continued to receive his steady thrusts in and out of my tight hole as he fucked me thoroughly with his thick finger. “I’m waiting…”
“Please don’t stop,” I managed between clenched teeth.
“What shouldn’t I stop doing?” he rumbled, rolling my throbbing clit between his fingers. “You like this, don’t you?”
“Aghh!”
“Say it. Say it or I’ll stop.”
“Yes, I want this. I do!”
“My naughty little miss is ready to come, isn’t she? She wants to come hard while my thick finger is nestled inside her sweet heinie hole,” he grated, his deep penetration almost driving me over the edge of the recliner as he teased me unmercifully.
Grabbing onto both arms of the chair, I spread my legs wide and lowered my heated face onto the cool leather seat.
“Tell, me this embarrassing pose turns you on! Tell me, and I’ll let you come…”
“Oh, God, it turns me on. It does!” My foot repeatedly kicked the side of the recliner as his fingers rounded and pinched my swollen bud. “I’m begging you. I need to come right now!” I mewled, bucking back into him, impaling myself completely on his thick pointer finger.
He stroked my soaked pussy as I kneaded my vibrating clit against the rough heel of his hand. “Go ahead. Come now, my sexy sweetheart.”
And now here's the blurb:
Without warning, twenty-five-year-old Evie Rose Ellerson's fiancée abruptly ends their relationship one week before Christmas. Deep down she always knew her boyfriend wasn't a lifelong soulmate, but after an exhausting stream of short-term relationships, Evie decided it was better to marry than to be lonely. In a spur of the moment decision, she journeys to the Big Apple with the hope of getting lost in the hustle and bustle of the holiday crowd.
At the end of a four-hour bus trip from Syracuse to Lower Manhattan on Christmas Eve, Evie discovers her hotel reservations in Soho were canceled which left her stranded in a big unfamiliar city. Coming to her rescue is the handsome owner of the boutique hotel who makes her a generous offer.
Sparks fly like shooting stars as she finally finds the man of her dreams, but was she the perfect match for a man almost twice her age?
Please note that an earlier version of this short story was previously published as Her Urban Cowboy Christmas which was part of an anthology titled 12 Naughty Days of Christmas 2022. This new edition has been retitled and updated with several new chapters. And what makes this edition even better, is that our heroine now has an all new background!
