“Shut up.”
“Are you sure you want me to? No dirty talk as I stuff your stupidly tight and disobedient cunt? No telling how fucking hot you are walking around in these tiny shorts. Or how I’m going to fucking spank you for not wearing panties?”
“W-what…Zane!”
Her shriek when my palm comes down hard on one plump ass cheek is music to my ears.
“My fucking siren. Walking around with no underwear. When did we agree that was a wise choice?”Smack.
“Fuck, Zane, that hurts!”
“Good. Will you do it again?”
“Yes! You don’t fucking control me!”
Smack.
“Then you don’t control how I react to it, do you, baby girl?”
Smack.
She shrieks again.
“And I’m guessing you can’t control how my spanking you is making you drip down your fucking legs either?”
Her face flames and she attempts to hide behind her hair.
I smack her ass one last time, groan at how her reddened flesh bounces beneath my hand. Then I push her hair off her face, drag my mouth over her heated flesh, to lick at the corner of her mouth.
But I draw back when she tries to search for a deeper kiss.
I’m still pissed at that phone call. And at this point, she’s only making me glad of the plans I’ve put in place.
“On your fucking tiptoes, Ruby. You’re taking that last inch up that cunt today if we have to spend all afternoon trying.”
She glares over her shoulder at me, but…God love her, she slowly rises on to the balls of her feet, pushing her ass out at me.
And I can’t help it.
I drop to my knees, grip her thighs. And Ifeast.
Until her scent drives me delirious.
Until the wet sounds from her pussy makes my cock leak like a broken tap.
Until her hitched cries tell me she’s close.
“No! Please, Zane, don’t stop,” she protests when I stagger back to my feet, grip her tiny waist in my hands and yank her back.
I notch my purple crown at her dark pink hole. “You promised me three months, Ruby.”Even though I’m taking a lifetime.
Thrust.
She screams and shakes and claws at the wall.
“Didn’t you, Ruby?”
Thrust.
