“Maybe it’s not just a crush,” Lavender suggested coyly. It felt like a crush, but maybe her body was telling her something. Maybe it was more than a crush? Did Fleur feel the same way?
Lavender actually gasped as Fleur started to come. She drank in every sound and scent greedily as she tried to remember it all for when she was alone later. Lavender already knew that she’d be thinking of Fleur coming when she was alone in her bed.
“How could you punish me after I made you feel so good?” Lavender pouted playfully. “I know I was naughty…” She batted her eyelashes at Fleur, knowing it was futile to try and get out of her punishment. Lavender really didn’t want to get out of it at all. She was already starting to feel a tightness reforming in her tummy at the thought of being spanked.