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My hands go to her sweatpants, dragging them down her hips, together with her underwear. She’s wearing a pair of those hideous fake Uggs, but it means they’re easy to kick off. I break the kiss to drag her sweater over her head, and I’m delighted to find she’s gone without a bra.

“You almost made it too easy to get you naked, Little Fox,” I growl at her. “You know I like the fight. Perhaps that’s what I need to punish you for. You give in too easily.”

Before I give her the chance to speak, I lift her and toss her over my shoulder. She lets out a squeak, and I slap her across her naked backside, loving the sound of my palm against her flesh.

There’s a power dynamic in her being naked and me still fully clothed. As much as I want to free my cock and have her ride it, I’m also enjoying this part too much. I pause long enough to collect her panties from her pile of discarded clothes—perhaps I’ll add them to my collection—then I carry her over to the couch and toss her down like she weighs nothing.

I sit down beside her and drag her over my knee, facedown.

“Levi!” she protests. “Get off me, you fucking Neandertal. What do you think you’re doing?”

I grab both her wrists in one hand, yanking them behind her back, and use the other to stuff her panties into her mouth.

“Be quiet.”

The rest of her body is supported by the couch cushions, but my legs mean her pretty little backside is beautifully raised for me. I know if I part her legs just a little, I’ll also have access to her pussy. I bet she’s already wet, swollen and desperate to be penetrated. I’ll have her even more ready in a minute.

“I’m not going to go easy on you, Aspen. I know you can take this. I know you want it.”

She makes a sound that’s indecipherable against the panties between her lips.

“You’re a dirty little slut, Aspen. And dirty little sluts need to be punished.”

Her pubic bone presses directly on my cock. The pleasure is intense, and I only want more.

I spank her, hard, one slap that rings out around the room. Her whole body jolts at the impact, and she shrieks and struggles, trying to pull her wrists out of my grip. My handprint blooms with a perfect red outline on her pale skin. Fuck, that’s beautiful.

I sweep her hair away from her neck and lean over to kiss her shoulder.

“Such a perfect little whore. My handprint looks so pretty on your skin.”

Then I spank her again. She whimpers and squeals. I’m not holding back. This is going to sting, but she’s taking it. She’s not telling me to stop—not that she can with her panties balled in her mouth.

“Is this making you wet? Let’s check.”

I slip my hand between her thighs from behind, trail between her pussy lips, and bring my finger back glistening with her juices. I suck it into my mouth, the sweet, musky taste of her coating my tongue. My cock jumps, and I grind my hips against her. From her reaction, I’m guessing I’m hitting her clit.

I spank her again, this time making sure I clip her pussy as well. Then I hit her again and again, until she’s a writhing, moaning mess on my lap.

Leaning down, I bite her peachy little cheek, hard, and she lets out a muffled scream.

I plunge two fingers roughly into her pussy from behind and pump into her. She rubs her clit against my jean-covered cock. It feels good, but I want more.

“Slow down, sweetheart.”

Keeping my fingers embedded deep inside her, I release her wrists to use my other hand to reach between us. A part of me wonders if she’ll use her new found freedom to pluck the panties from her mouth but she doesn’t. I unzip myself and pull out my dick. The angle is weird, so I can’t fuck her like this, but that doesn’t stop her rubbing her pussy all over me like a cat in heat.

She’s fucking dripping. Making my cock wet. Dry humping my dick and my thighs while I finger her from behind. Her pussy convulses, flutters around my digits. Her whole body shakes and shudders as she climaxes.

Ah, fuck. I’m about to lose control of myself, too.

Roughly, I push her to the floor. I grab my cock and aim it at her poor, abused backside. Pleasure races up my spine, every muscle in my body tense. Ropes of cum spurt from my slit and rain down all over her white and red skin.

With her still on her hands and knees, I rub my cum into her skin. When I’m done, I pluck the panties from her mouth and pocket them.

“I’ll keep them as a reminder of this touching moment we’ve shared.”

“Jesus Christ, Levi.” She hangs her head, breathing hard. “That was not what I came here for.”