I reward her obedience by slapping her perfect ass again, and again, and again. I’m careful not to allow my hand to land onthe same spot twice. I don’t want to hurt her. I want her to know there’s pleasure inthe pain… and I’m about delivering both.
I paint her whole ass red with the palm of my hand.
She grunts at first, but soon, she’s purring like a fucking kitten.
She’ll be wearing my mark on her body for a while.
“Oh, Rhett.” She wiggles her ass.
“You fucking love it, don’t you?” My voice is harsh, rough, unrecognizable.
Her gaze meets mine, her blue eyes as wide as saucers. “God, yes.” Her hands are stretched out in front of her, her fingers curled into the fabric of the navy-blue velvet couch.
Damn.She’s into this.
“Part your legs further for me.”
She does as she’s told.
Her legs are spread wide enough for me to see her pussy lips.
What a lovely sight.
I plunge a finger between her lips, teasing her from clit to hole and she moans for me.
“You’re so soft, Carina.”
“Oh, oh, oh.”
Her juices are already dripping down my hand.
“It makes me horny to know your clit is desperate for my touch.”
She hums.
I skate my finger over her hard clit. “Tell me you like it when I do that.”
“A—ah, Rhett.”
“Not the answer I’m looking for. Yes or no?”
“God, please touch me there.”
“Where?”
No answer.
“Say it. I want to hear it.”
Still nothing.
“You want me to stop, Carina?”
“My clit.”
“Now ask like a good girl.”
“Please, touch my clit, Rhett.”
