. But now he stepped things up a bit. Instead of the single swat and rest pattern he had been using, he gave her ten hard, rapid-fire swats, five on each cheek, alternating sides and locations. She gasped as the barrage began and the scream that followed lasted throughout the assault and afterward. She kicked her heel up in an effort to make the burn lessen but it did little good.After the ten swats were done he paused, letting her catch her breath and letting the pain settle in. She was moaning. I thought I felt it in the way he seemed to care that I was conflicted in my confession to him about Michael, but in the end, he left me to myself. To be honest, Michael really stepped up his game over these past few days, and the bonus was in those times we were apart when there would bouquets that would show up at my door without warning and love poems that pinged at random in my inbox. If I was having a bad day, Michael was always a phone call away as my sounding board. If there was happy.Read More
