Her body bucked forward. “Ow!” she howled.
“That was just a test. Answer the question.”
Phoebe’s nervous eyes looked around. “Ah, Oxytocin! Love hormone. It’s released during physical—”
My arm wrapped around her waist as my two fingers slid up and down her pussy lips. “Physical what?”
“Tu-tu-touch,” she moaned.
I kissed her cheek. “Good girl. This time, you will continue to open each box and answer the question, but you will take these hits. Are you ready, baby?”
Phoebe sucked in a deep breath before nodding. “I’m ready.”
I knew this was new to her because it was new to me, but Phoebe liked this type of shit, so I knew she could handle it. She fluffed her hair back as she nervously picked up the next box, still bent over. “N?” she said aloud.
I drew my hand back.
Smack!
“Shat!”she yelped. “Norepinephrine! Fight or flight. This is the feeling of but-but-butterflies like infatuation.”
I placed my hand on her head and pushed it forward. “Just like I feel for you, baby.”
Smack!
“Mm,” she hummed.
She began to move faster as she picked up the next box. “S. Okay. Serotonin. The obsessive chemical. How I feel about you,” she blurted out.
Smack!
Her light-colored ass began to turn red. Phoebe grabbed the next box. This time, I went for it.
Smack!
“Argh!” she mumbled through her teeth. Her head snapped my way. “V, Vasopressin. Monogamy is something I’m giving to you. Can you handle that?”
I shook my head. “The question is, can you?”
Smack!
Smack!
“P, Pussy. What you’re not going to get if we keep this up!”
I rolled that muhfuckin paddle in my hand and drew back. “Now you’re the class clown, huh?”
Smack!
“Fuck!Oo, I’m going to fuck the shit out of you,” she hissed. “Phenylethylamine, a natural stimulant that’s an addition to dopamine, exhilaration!”
“Come on, little Einstein!”
I gripped her hair, pulling her head back. “Last box.”
She snatched it from the table as her hand shook while she opened it. “D, dopamine. The pleasure chemical. It can be a good or bad thing, but for you, it’s good.”
Smack!
