“And you’re a bitch.” I shrugged.
“How do you even sleep at night, doing what you do?”
“You keep on like that and I’ll have to punish you, Penny.”
She gritted her teeth, her jaw clamping shut to hold in all the things she really wanted to say to me. But her eyes, those gorgeous fucking wolf eyes, were overflowing with fire and defiance as she looked away from me.
“Good girl,” I taunted and her gaze shot to mine.
“I’m not your fucking pet! Don’t speak to me like that!”
I grabbed her abruptly and she let out a yelp as I spun her round and bent her over my knee. Her legs kicked out as I pushed my tee up over her ass and abruptly swung down, the rough palm of my hand slapping against her smooth bare flesh.
She called out, a mix between a cry and a scream. Her body bucked and writhed beneath me and my dick hardened. I smoothed my calloused palm over the bright red handprint I’d left on her ass, my other hand pressing into her lower back and holding her in place.
“What are you doing? Get off of me!” she screamed.
I swung back, spanking her again, harder this time, and she tensed under me briefly before flailing again. I swung my arm back and spanked again before and soothing the skin, dragging my hand over her ass until it was red raw with a handprint that would stay for days. She was a heaving, sobbing mess beneath me when she finally stopped fighting. I wanted to lick the burning handprint on her ass cheek and feel the fire of her flesh on my tongue.
I leaned down, pushing her hair back from her face and brushing away her hot tears so I could look into her face.
“Tell me you like it and I’ll stop,” I growled, my nostrils flaring beneath my mask.
Her forehead creased in confusion, her red-rimmed eyes looking up at me. “What?” she said shakily.
I swung back and slapped her ass again and she called out, tears leaking from her eyes.
“Tell me you like it and I’ll stop.”
I smoothed my hand over her bare ass, feeling the hot skin beneath my hand. I stroked down over the curve, dipping to her pussy. My tongue darted across my lips as I felt the moisture that had gathered there.
Her eyes were panicked as I pressed my fingers against her entrance. Could practically feel her throbbing against my fingers, her juices running over my hand.
“Tell me,” I snarled.
“I like it!” she said on a breath, desperate to get the words out and stop my touch in its tracks.
And true to my word, I didn’t spank her again. “Good girl,” I taunted once more before plunging one of my thick fingers deep inside of her. She gaped at me, her eyes widening as I began to strum her body, her muscles tight around me. She opened her mouth to speak and I plunged another finger in, fucking her with my fingers until she couldn’t speak or fight me anymore. Her eyes fluttered closed and I focused on her red, tear-streaked cheeks, desire coursing through my rotten as fuck veins.
Penny lay across my lap, her hot, wet cunt wrapped around my fingers as I fucked it, strumming her body to exhilaration. I gripped her dark hair in my hand, tipping her face to the side so I could see her expression as we fought for control over her body. Her muscles finally loosened and relaxed against my intrusion, her body finally going with it, succumbing to the desire threading through her whether she wanted it or not.
Because that was the funny thing about pleasure and pain: they were so tightly entwined that most people didn’t even realize. It was like love and hate or war and peace. They were two sides of the same coin, wrapping around each other like vines; one couldn’t exist without the other. And if you just gave in, stopped fighting against one or the other, you got to open up a whole other world.
Her muscles began to tighten around me as I slid my thick fingers in and out of her, spreading her wider with each thrust and pressing against the spot deep inside her that would make her come wildly, freely, and with a scream that would thrill me to my blackened core.
“Please,” she begged as her eyes flew open, her body betraying her and pushing back on my hand to get more friction.
“You like that?” I growled. “Tell me.”
“Yes,” she admitted, shame coloring her features.
I could see it killed her to say that one word, to admit that she didn’t want me to stop, but instead bring her to the brink and send her tumbling over into bliss and oblivion. I saw how much it pained her, and my dick hardened beneath her for attention.
I slid another finger in, and three thick fingers deep she ground against me, needing more, needing my dick inside her, fucking the pleasure into her body, though there wasn’t any way she was going to ask for that.
“Penny?”
She opened her mouth to reply, her muscles contracting around me as I pulled my fingers out and flipped her over so that she was lying on her back on the bed. Her legs automatically, and brazenly, opened for me. I leaned over her body, my hard dick pressing against her center as she warred with herself and her body. I ground myself against her and she threw back her head until I gripped her jaw toughly in my hand, dragging her face back to me.
