One Moment

I was watching for it.

For that moment when her body pulled inward. A contraction as she tried to draw her right cheek away from my hand, the skin dimpling over muscle and the soft flesh of her bum. That was when the giggling caught in her throat and took on a slight breathy tone and she got a whole lot quieter, evaluating each spank and its building sting.

It was also that moment when she forgot any story and porn-inspired choreography she may have been carrying in her mind and remembered there was another person here. One who also liked spanking.

And that was the moment I wanted.

"So warm back here", I patted her bum. "But not near warm enough."

She canted onto her hip, as well as my lap could allow, her right knee hitching up. I cupped my hand over her hot backside and slid between her legs. My fingers found her and then, then she found her laughter and her voice again.

"I thought you were spanking me?"

"Just a moment."

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