I smirk.
Fuck, if I didn’t know better, I’d think I finally met my match.
“Up.” I click my fingers. “Come on.”
Her foggy eyes stare at me a moment longer. Then she obeys my command.
“Bend over.” I escort her naked body to the arm and demonstrate, bending her over until her ass sticks up in the air. “Good girl.”
I spank her.
A gasp leaves her mouth. “Asshole!”
“You like that?”
“Screw you,” is the response.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” My hand strikes again. She suppresses a moan, but her legs open just a little wider.
“This—” I smack her other butt cheek— “is for your stupid behavior.”
I still half-expect her to retaliate, but she doesn’t. Her ass remains in the air and her face buried in the cushions like she’s anticipating the next strike. It’s probably the most appetizing view I’ve seen in my entire life.
So, I take it a step further.
I reach under her to cup her mound. Then, I line back up with her slit and plunge inside of her, this time from behind.
Her body tenses in an instant, then relaxes. Her face is buried in a pillow as she releases moan after moan.
I start fucking her, rough and hard.
Her thighs begin shaking. My vision blurs. Reality recedes away from me. It’s just me and her in this room, and that’s it. Nothing else exists outside of this bubble of pleasure we’re in.
Her walls tighten around me, perhaps a little too tight. And though her thighs are still trembling from her impending orgasm, I know she’s trying to regain control.
I grip her hips. I attempt another thrust, but she clenches her walls even tighter.
“What are you doing?”
“This,” she says barely catching her breath, “is for breaking into my property.
“You didn’t seem to mind, a minute ago.”
“I could report you,” she says.
“You could. But you won’t.”
She goes quiet, knowing as well as I do that going to the police won’t do anything except bring more danger to her doorstep. Besides, she needs me, even though she’s unwilling to admit it. And the wetness between her legs would suggest she needs me in other ways, too.
I smack her ass cheek, the shock from it loosening her walls again.
So, I slam back into her, eliciting another guttural moan before she could start playing her childish games again. She doesn’t. If anything, she opens up to me even more. Taking that as an invitation, I continue fucking her, and this time I don’t hold anything back. The thrusts become animalistic as I slam into her with everything I have.
Rage, because she won’t stop snooping.
Self-hatred, because I’m entertaining the problem instead of eliminating it.
But when her soaking walls start to pulsate around my cock, I forget all of it.
