Page 34 of Ruby Mayhem


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I ignore her. Instead, I pin down her flailing arms and deliver a stinging slap to her bucking rump. The fabric of my shirt that she’s wearing takes the sting off, but she gives a scream as I rain down five more in quick succession.

“What the fuck did I tell you about disobedience?” I slap her again. The shirt is becoming a hindrance, so I yank it up. And shoot me down if my cock doesn’t jerk when I see the plump swell of her ass clad in my own fucking undershorts. “What the fuck did I tell you?” I demand as I spank her again.

“Aaah! I’ll be good! I swear it!” She kicks her legs wildly, but I hook a knee over them and hold them down. She squirms and writhes against me frantically, but it doesn’t stop the next half a dozen sharp blows that leave my hand tingling.

“How good do you plan to be?” I slap her ass again.

“I’ll be good! Very good!” Tiana is fighting down sobs, but I don’t give a fuck.

“Liar. I don’t believe you.” Sliding my fingers into the waistband of the cotton briefs, I rip them down, exposing her bare flesh to me. Each perfect globe is marked with crimson prints that trail down to the top of her soft thighs. Just as I’d imagined. No… better.

Blyad!

She’s a goddamned vision. I glide my palm over the hot skin, almost soothingly, and she gives a low moan.

“I promise I’ll do what you tell me, Kirill. Please don’t hurt me.”

“Does this hurt, little bird?” I keep stroking. Her thighs part as I reach them, and I catch a glimpse of glistening pussy lips peeping out past the dark curls there. I tighten my hand on her soft flesh.

“Yes! No… I don’t know…” She gives another low moan. And then jerks as I slide a fingertip along her wet slit.

“Then let’s find out, shall we?” Without warning, I spank her again, but instead of twisting away, her ass rises to meet my palm.

“Oh, fuck!” Her voice is low and husky.

“Oh, fuck” seems appropriate because my cock is so hard that I’m surprised it doesn’t burst from my pants. And I’m sure she feels it as it’s pressing against her. It gets even harder when she spreads her thighs, offering a clear view of her splayed cunt, as I give her another series of stinging slaps.

She’s sobbing openly now, but grinding her mound against my thighs each time my hand meets her skin. She’s still stiffly draped over my lap, but she’s no longer fighting me. In fact, she clasps an arm around my calf, clinging on as her head dangles above the ground and she pushes her ass into the air. When I raise my knee a little, she bears down on it, and I can feel how she’s trying to press her clit against me.

“Shit…” she moans, her fingers digging into my calf muscles. I swing my hand down again, and her head shoots up. Her cheeks are flushed, her eyes dazed, but she’s almost immediately rubbing against my knee once more. The combination of the warm heat of my hand and the friction of her pussy against my leg seems to be pushing her closer to the edge.

“Oooohhhh…” she moans out, her breath coming quickly. “Fuck… that’s… good.” She sounds surprised. The next time I land my palm, her body undulates. “Fuck! Yes!”

I watch as her movements grow more erratic beneath my hand until she stiffens, her back bowing. Spreading her cheeks wide, I thrust my fingers into her clutching pussy the moment her orgasm wracks her.

“Oh! Oh! Kirill!” she screams as she floods my palm with a rush of slick wetness. The sight of her lost in the sensations leaves my head spinning. As I look down at Tiana’s half-naked body, I can’t help but marvel at the sight she presents. Her long, dark hair cascades down her back, contrasting with the crisp whiteness of my shirt that exposes her rounded ass cheeks. Her thighs are spread wide, and I can’t tear my eyes away from the slickness glistening between her legs. The way she’s offering herself up to me is like an irresistible banquet of wanton need. My cock is rock hard as I watch her ride out her orgasm in my lap.

Blyad.

This is not how this was supposed to go down, but screw me if it isn’t the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. I don’t think I’ve ever needed to fuck a woman as much as I want this woman right now.

“Now you are going to do that while you are riding my cock.” I reach for her wrist, lift her roughly against me, then straighten her and grasp her hips, positioning her thighs over mine. Her eyes are dazed as I use one hand to unbuckle my belt and unzip my pants while I support her with the other. When my dick is freed, the cool air hits my hot skin in a rush, but I don’t plan to leave it out in the cold for long.

Steadying her hip with one hand, I guide my cock along her slit with the other and then thrust into her with a grunt. Her eyes fly wide as I fill her to the brim, her pussy still tight enough to take my breath away with the pressure of it. I take a moment to control myself before I start to move inside her. At first, she just sits there with her thighs shaking from the sheer force I impaled her with. Then she starts to rock her ass against my dick, her hands on my shoulders steadying herself.

“Oh… fuck! So deep!” she grinds out past gritted teeth. Her eyes lock with mine as I keep up a steady rhythm, bottoming out and then pulling back as she presses her mound against me.

“You like that?” I brush damp hair from her face. She nods quickly, her cheeks going pink. She’s so damn naive that it’s almost hard to keep the edge I’m holding onto. When I lift my hand to her mouth and slide my sticky fingers across her lips, she licks them. “That is how you taste when you come, Ptichka.” Her cheeks go pink, then burst into flames, and she ducks her head. I tilt it back up with a fingertip under her chin. “Now I am going to watch you when you lose yourself to me again.”

She gnaws on her lip. There’s the slightest flicker of defiance in her eyes, but it’s gone when I push my hips up roughly, taking her hard again. Her fingers tighten into the muscles of my shoulders as she starts to meet me stroke for stroke, rubbing her clit against me each time I fill her completely.

Once more, it doesn’t take long before her breath is coming quickly and her movements grow less steady. I push up the cotton of her shirt - my shirt - and cup a full tit, filling my palm with plump flesh as she keeps riding me. She jerks as if shocked when I graze a nail over her nipple and then pinch it lightly.

“Bystreye!” I grind out as I speed up my movement even more.

“Fuck! Kirill! So… good!” Her voice is hoarse, breathless and I feel the muscles of her channel start to tighten and flutter around me. I continue plunging into her with sheer force, watching her gasp for air. I watch her ass buck against me and her entire body shaking from orgasm that’s starting to tear through her.

“Are you going to obey me, Ptichka?” I growl into her ear, not slowing down my rhythm. If anything, I’m fucking her even harder; so much so that I’m starting to wonder if she’s capable of taking it. But then again, she needs to learn who’s in charge.

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