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“You can go ahead and try to get away if you want.” I lean down so my lips are inches away from her delicious mouth. “But I don’t think you can.”
I give it my best shot. He laughs as I struggle, writhing, fighting, kicking at him, and it’s like trying to punch a crocodile in the face underwater. Not happening. Worse, actively counter-productive.
It only makes him want me more.
And it only makes me wanthimmore.
My core’s a burning mess of want, a hot desire searing me like a brand. It’s been days since I’ve been touched like this and I hadn’t realized how badly I needed it—until this moment.
“Almost strong enough,” he says, bringing a knee up between my legs. I gasp, arching my back. His bulks keeps me pinned. “But not quite.”
“What are you going to do with me now?”
“I haven’t decided. Depends on whether you want to be punished or not.”
“Does anyone want to be punished?”
“Some people do.” His lips brush my throat. “You do.” He bites my chin softly. “You like being punished, I think.”
“You think wrong.”
Actually, he’s completely right, but I’m staying in character.
“Tell me you want me to punish you, devil girl. Come on, my little Hellie, moan it and maybe I’ll give you what you want.” His knee presses tighter against my soaking pussy, and I gasp in excitement and pleasure.
“How about you go fuck yourself,” I say, grinning huge, and he knows I’m only trying to egg him on.
It works. He grabs me, turns me over onto my belly, and pins my arms behind my back. I squirm, not really fighting anymore but putting on a good show, as he peels down my jeans with one hand, the other pushing my wrists into the small of my back.
“It doesn’t have to be about pain,” he says, his voice husky with want. “It can be about pleasure too. It can be about feeling good.”
“How about you let me pin you down and see how you feel about it.”
“Gladly. Go ahead and try. You can ride my cock to your heart’s content.”
“Okay, I see how that might not work.”
He hums with pleasure once my ass is bare. I give my back a little arch, raising my hips into the air, and he groans.
“Look at you, you’re soaking wet.” His fingers tease me as he keeps my upper body pinned.
My head’s pounding with lust. “Just a physical reaction to stress.”
“You’re dripping down my palm. Don’t you dare try to tell me you don’t want this.”
“The body wants what it wants, but my brain’s telling me to run screaming.”
“That might be fun. Should I let you go and chase you down?”
“If I’m lucky, I’ll die out in the freaking desert.”
He laughs and his fingers keep teasing my pussy. I lift my hips higher, getting a little greedy—
And that’s when his palm slaps down.
I yelp in shock, dropping my hips back down.
My ass stings where he spanked me and heat grows in my cheeks and between my legs.
