"You bastard." She writhes beneath me.
I lean down until my lips brush against her ear. “You’ll thank me when you come so hard you forget your name.”
I pull back and slap my hand across her ass cheek.
Her body jerks as she cries out, but I don’t give her time to recover before slapping her ass again, grunting as my cock twitches in my pants.
"That one," I murmur. "Was for talking back to me."
Her back arches, pushing her ass into my hand as if she wants more.
"And this…" I drag my hand between her thighs, groaning at the feeling of her dripping wet pussy. “This is mine. I own every goddamn inch of you.”
I let my finger tease her until she’s trembling, and only then do I climb off the bed and finish stripping out of my clothes.
When my cock finally springs free and I grasp the base, I let out a deep groan of pleasure as I look over at the bed where Ciara has spread her thighs even wider, baring herself to me.
She’s so beautiful and swollen, and I grind my teeth as I pump my cock harder, feeling it thicken in my hand as I think of how good it will feel to bury myself inside her.
When Ciara lets out a frustrated whimper as she arches her back even more, I hiss through my teeth as the head of my cock becomes slick with precum.
Climbing back onto the bed, I let my cock rest at her entrance as I grip her ass with my hands, digging my fingers into the flesh hard enough to leave bruises.
“No games now, Ciara.” My voice is low and possessive. “This is mine, do you understand me?”
I land another swift slap to her ass, watching with smug satisfaction as the skin turns pink.
Her breath catches, but she stays silent, defying me even when I know she’s desperate for me.
“I asked you a question.” I bring my hand to her ass once more.
Ciara gasps as she pushes back against me, desperate for me to fill her, but I refuse to give her what she wants.
Her entire body is trembling now, and she’s trying her hardest to pull against the belt tied around her wrists, but there’s no way she’s getting free of the restraints. At least, not until I’m done with her.
As if she finally realizes just how at my mercy she is, she glances over her shoulder and locks eyes with me.
“Then take it.” Her green eyes glaze with need.
I let out a grunt of approval before slamming into her in one powerful thrust.
She cries out, the sound muffled by the pillow as she buries her face in it as her pussy stretches around me.
But I give her no time to adjust. Instead, I move my hips hard and fast, thrusting my cock inside her in long, punishing strokes.
“Oh, fuck,” I groan as her pussy clenches around me, gripping my cock so tightly that my balls start to tighten.
“Yes!” Ciara cries out as my cock brushes against her most sensitive spot.
At this angle, I’m hitting her so deep that she’ll be able to feel me long after I’m done with her, which is exactly what I want.
I reach forward and sink one hand into her hair, pulling hard on the blonde strands as I press my other fingers into her hip, pulling her back toward me as I fill her.
“You can fight me all you want,” I grunt as I slam into her. “But your body doesn’t lie.”
She chokes on a moan as her body starts to tremble, but she takes every inch I give her. Not that she has much of a choice.
“You’re soaking, princess.” My cock starts to leak precum inside her. “Are you going to come on my cock?”
