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I’m so distracted trying to remember seeing him that night, I’m caught off guard when he moves and my position shifts with him. I almost ask what he’s doing, but before I can, he eases me down on my tummy against the smooth leather.
My heart jumps to my throat as he unhooks his arm from around my neck and stands. MY tummy somersaults as he starts to pull my metallic pink skirt down.
“Stop,” I say, twisting back against the couch cushion and attempting to shove his hand away. “Please.”
It doesn’t work. He firmly pushes me back down on the couch, yanks up my skirt, and smacks my ass so hard, a yelp slips out of me.
The sudden impact turns me red, and not just my ass in the spot he slapped. I can feel heat rising to my face as he gives my skirt a firm yank and drags it off me.
He spanked me like an errant child.
No nonsense, no fuss. He doesn’t even seem mad now, just eager to get my panties off.
I know what happens if he gets my panties off, and even if rationally I know there’s little chance of getting out of it, Iwant toso badly, I try anyway.
“Please,” I say, grabbing at my panties even as he tugs them lower. “Calvin, please. I’ll get you off if you want me to. I’ll—I’ll let you use my mouth. Please, just not this.”
If he finds my offer interesting, I certainly can’t tell.
He climbs on the couch behind me. I’m naked below the waist now, so he gets on his knees and positions himself between my spread thighs.
I try to close them, but he’s in the way.
I hear thethwipof his belt as he removes it, then his zipper as he pulls it down.
He can’t do this.
He can’t, he can’t, he can’t.
But as he pushes me down so my face is pressed against the leather, my palms braced on the couch and my ass in the air, it seems inevitable that he can—and he will.
Chapter Four
Calvin
She’s absolutely perfect trapped beneath me on the couch, attempting to crawl away. I run my hands across her smooth flesh, caressing her ass and squeezing as I nudge her thighs apart.
Beautiful.
I want a photograph of her perfectly rounded ass and bare pussy to put on my wall and look at every night before I go to sleep.
I need to be inside her like I need to breathe, so as she squirms and tries to get away from me, my grip on her tightens. I reach down and grab my cock, stroking it as I guide it to the paradise between her thighs.
“Please,” she cries, knowing she’s running out of time.
Doesn’t she know she’s just making it better for me?
I pretend for a second that she does, that she doesn’t care if my appetites are twisted and wants it to be good for me.
The head of my bare cock hits her entrance and she cries out another useless denial.
She says my name this time, though. I like my name on her lips.
“Say it again.”
“Calvin, please,” she repeats.
I close my eyes briefly, absorbing the pleasure of her begging me right before I claim her.
