Still, she has no right to ruin what’s mine.
I open the door to her room, expecting to find her in bed. But it’s empty.
I frown, then train my eyes toward the floor. I find a huddled mass there, hidden by a thick towel.
I reach a hand for the towel and peel it back, and she lifts her head, blinking in the light in that cute, confused way of hers.
I chuckle softly, remembering her first night here, when she slept on the carpet in the living room.
“Is this a habit of yours, sleeping on the floor?”
She looks up at me, her face whiter than I’ve seen it yet, tears trembling on her lashes. Just when my chest begins to constrict at the thought that something is seriously wrong, she lunges toward me, and lands, shaking, in my arms.
I’m taken aback by the hug, but I return it without thinking, breathing in the flowery scent of her shampoo.
Then she lifts up her quivering lips, clearly waiting for a kiss. She looks so cute with her eyes closed and her lips pursed that I can’t help but chuckle again. Her eyes fly open in an angry confusion that might have touched me if my cock wasn’t already hard.
Grabbing her so swiftly that she doesn’t have time to react, I lift her onto the bed, realizing, as I do, that she’s stark naked.
“Naughty girl,” I whisper in her ear.
She inhales sharply. I’ve put her down so that she’s lying on her stomach, and she starts to turn around to look at me. But I push her back down, my hand lightly trailing her back then working its way down toward her bottom.
Her body relaxes when I glide my hand over her ass, stroking her. But I have no plans to soothe her today.
I sink my fingers into her cheeks, admiring her perfect globes as they turn white then red under my nails. I pinch them, softly first, then much harder, leaving angry crescent shapes on her smooth skin. She whimpers in surprised discomfort.
“We’re going to have to cut your nails shorter,” I grunt. “I saw what you were up to, my pet.”
She buries her head in the sheets, then lets out a gasp of surprise when my hand travels up to her nipple and clamps down on it.
Her entire body starts to convulse under my torment. It’s addictive to watch, and I find myself pressing down a lot harder than I mean to. She squeaks out a series of indecipherable words and I smile, amused at the sound of the high-pitched, breathy voice she uses so infrequently.
“Do you want me to stop?” I ask teasingly, my finger still on her nipple, the other hand reaching up to tug back a lock of her hair.
“No!” she squeaks out so fiercely that I can’t help but laugh. At the sound, her hands ball into fists, and I let go of her nipple to stroke her back soothingly.
My pet is a bundle of dynamite. I’ve never met someone who felt so many things, so intensely.
Still stroking her, I drag her over my lap, admiring the red marks my fingers have left on her smooth bottom, drinking in the sight of her body quivering helplessly under my touch.
Before long, she’s relaxing and even arching into me. I continue to stroke her back, reveling at my power over her. It’s just as easyto anger her as it is to scare or to soothe her.
But it’s equally easy for her to frighten me, and that has to change. No more digging her nails into her wrists. If she’s looking for pain, I’m more than happy to give it to her.
Abruptly, my hand leaves her back, then barrels down on her ass, cracking down hard, six times on each cheek, in quick succession. Then, I find the little ring of muscle between her cheeks, and press hard against it.
“Wh-what are you doing?” she stammers, trying to twist up again to look up at me.
But I keep an iron hand over her back and continue my insistent pressure against her asshole. I can tell she’s a virgin there, too, and I hesitate to breach her now. The occasion doesn’t feel memorable enough. Not like dangling her from the balcony while giving her virgin cunt its first finger-fucking.
Still, I continue my exploration of her crack, my cock pulsing beneath her. She manages to contort herself enough to look back at me, her violet eyes full of surprise.
“You’ve never been touched here before?” I tease. “No ex boyfriends?”
She shakes her head slowly.
Good. She’s all mine. I pull my hand back and she breathes in relief as the pressure fades, but the next second I bring it down hard again on her ass. I’m preparing to give her a long, hard spanking that’ll put the previous one to shame, when I freeze. A sudden pang of something I’ve never felt before, something almost like jealousy, rips through my chest.
