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Her hand hits curls.
I get back on the bed and she’s moaning softly.
As much as I want to see this, I have my own plans.
My hand moves, slapping the opposite thigh as before, then the first thigh, and then her center, right over her hand.
She moans.
“Don’t play games, Lola. Listen to me and take your punishment like a good girl,” I say, a low growl in my voice.
“I want you.”
“And I wanted you to listen to me, but you didn’t.” Two fingers go inside her and I fuck her with them near brutally, her body moving with the force as I move to graze her G spot.
“Oh, fuck!” she says, head thrashing as she moans.
I love her like this, out of control.
I add a thumb to her clit and feel her pussy clamp on my fingers.
“Daddy!” she says, and I stop, knowing that’s my cue.
Then I pull my hand back and slap her wet pussy. The sound is loud, wet skin on wet skin, and her head goes back as she cries out, a mix of pain and pleasure ratcheting through her body.
I do it again, making sure I hit her swollen clit before I leave my hand on it and rub, hard.
“Daddy, fuck, please, God!” She’s babbling now, begging for more, for anything.
I pull my hand back and slap her cunt again, then I position and slam into her.
“Fuck!” she shouts, her back bowing.
And then I stop.
“God, Ben, no, please!” she says, looking up at me, tears trailing from her eyes, her hair a disaster, her mouth dropped open with shock and pleasure.
I want to fuck this woman. I want to tear her apart and make her come and fill her up with my come because I need her every moment of every day and it’s been that way for four fucking years.
But I need her to know the rules, too.
“Are you going to let anyone put a needle to your skin ever again, Lola?” I ask, pulling out tortuously slowly then slamming back in. A cry drops from her lips but she doesn’t answer.
“Answer me,” I say, gritting my teeth against the pleasure as I repeat the motion, pulling back and slamming in and staying planted.
“No, no! I’ll be good, I swear. Please, fuck, let me come!” she begs, and God, I thrive off of it.
“Hold your legs like Daddy likes, sweet girl,” I say, and she does, pulling her legs up and grabbing the back of her thighs, making her impossibly tighter.
“That’s it, baby. Now hold on while I fuck you. You come when I tell you,” I say, then I pull back and slam in.
“Ben!” she shouts, but I’m not listening. I’m lost in the feeling of her cunt on my cock, on the mental games of not coming and dragging out her punishment longer.
In and out, I fuck her, moving a hand to grab her bare tit, pinching the nipple, and staring at her, hopefully portraying the fact that I’ll be making my own mark there soon.
When her pussy clamps on me, I know I got my point across.
“Okay, sweet girl, you can come for your Daddy now,” I say in a growl, and then she’s moaning, her body shaking with pleasure as she comes instantly.
