My palm cracks against her ass before I’ve even consciously decided to do it, the sound sharp and loud in the quiet cabin. She gasps, her whole body jerking forward, and I watch the skin bloom pink beneath my hand. Her thighs press together and a small moan escapes her lips. Her ass and pussy on full display,firelight catching the wetness already glistening between her thighs.
“Less teasing,” I say. “More listening.”
“Yes sir,” she breathes. “Yes, yes.”
I spank her again, harder this time, the crack of my palm echoing through the cabin. She moans, her back arching deeper, pressing her ass higher into the air. My handprint blooms bright red against her pale skin.
“More,” she whispers desperately. “Please. More.”
I grip her ass with both hands and spread her cheeks apart, and the sight makes me groan out loud. Her pussy, swollen and glistening, absolutely dripping for me. And that tight little asshole, pink and perfect, clenching reflexively as I expose her completely. The sight of her like this makes my cock throb painfully.
“You’re so fucking wet already,” I murmur, dragging my finger through her folds, feeling her shudder at the contact. I dip inside her, just the tip of one finger, and pull it back out to see her arousal coat my skin. “Look at this needy little pussy. Dripping all over my hand just from getting your ass smacked. You really are a dirty girl, aren’t you?”
“Yes.” She rocks back toward me, shameless, chasing my touch. “I love it. I love when you take control. Please, Theo, I need?—“
My palm comes down again and she cries out, the sound caught somewhere between pain and pleasure. I watch the way her pussy clenches at the impact, the way more wetness drips down her thighs.
“I love you like this,” I tell her, rubbing soothing circles over the heated skin. “Bent over and desperate for me. Letting me do whatever I want to your perfect body.”
“I love you,” she gasps. “I love being yours. I love—“ Another spank cuts her off, and she moans brokenly.
I soothe the sting with my palm, rubbing gentle circles over the heated skin, then bend down and press my lips to the spot Ijust hit. She gasps, and I kiss my way across her ass, soft and reverent, worshipping every inch. Then I drop lower, trailing my mouth down to the curve where her ass meets her thigh, kissing along that sensitive crease until she’s trembling.
“Oh fuck,” she moans when my mouth finally finds her pussy. “Yes, Theo, yes please.”
I lick through her folds slowly, savoring the taste of her, and she presses back against my face desperately. I could stay here for hours, but I pull back and straighten up, stepping away from her.
I reach for my belt, unbuckling it slowly, letting her hear every sound. She turns her head, watching me over her shoulder, and her eyes go wide when she sees what’s in my hand. I hold the belt loosely, doubled over, and meet her gaze.
A question.
She bites her lip. Something dark and hungry flickers in her expression, and she nods. I step closer and run the folded leather across her skin, trailing it over the curve of her ass, down her thigh, back up again. She shivers violently, goosebumps rising in its wake.
“If you want me to stop, say red,” I tell her, slipping my other hand between her legs. My fingers find her clit and circle slowly, and she gasps, her hips bucking. “I’ll stop immediately. No questions.”
“Okay,” she pants. “Okay.”
“Say it back to me.” I land a sharp smack on her ass with my palm, and she cries out.
“Oh damn. Oh yes.” She’s gasping now. “Red. If I want you to stop, I say red.”
“Good girl.”
I step back, giving myself room, and run the folded belt across her lower back one more time. She tenses in anticipation, her fingers gripping the couch cushions. The first strike is light, more sound than sting. Her whole body jerks, and I watch the faint pink line bloom across her skin.
“Color?” I ask.
“Green,” she breathes immediately. “So fucking green. More.”
The second strike is harder. She moans, long and low, her back arching deeper. I give her a few more, spreading them across her skin evenly, watching her take each one beautifully. She moans and gasps, pressing back toward me like she can’t get enough. But I don’t want to push too far. I want her desperate, not hurt.
I set the belt aside and run my hands soothingly over her heated skin. She’s trembling all over, her thighs slick with arousal, faint red marks decorating her ass. I slip two fingers inside her and she’s so wet I can hear it.
“Look at you,” I say. “Soaking wet and begging to be filled.”
“Please,” she whispers. “Please, Theo. I need you inside me. I can’t wait anymore.”
I straighten up and pull my fingers free, bringing them to my mouth to taste her. She watches me over her shoulder, her eyes glazed, as I lick them clean. Then I reach for my jeans, unbuttoning them, shoving them down my hips. I wrap my hand around myself and stroke slowly, watching her watch me.
