Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 69102 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 346(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69102 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 346(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
“That’s not true.”
I point to the couch again, and she shakes her head.
“Please don’t. I’ll go upstairs, like you said.”
“Too late for that, Sunshine.” And while she stands there hesitating, I close the distance between us and take hold of her before she can run. She lets out a scream as I push her over the arm of the sofa so her face is in the cushions and her ass is high. I draw her running shorts and panties down to expose that perfect little ass.
“Ready?”
“No!”
But I start anyway, spanking her ass with my bare hand, watching her pretty, unmarked flesh turn pink, then red. I spank her hard. I concentrate on one spot until she’s wriggling before moving to another spot. It’s a hand spanking, but it’s still painful. I could do worse, but I won’t use my belt on her. Not after I’ve seen her back.
She meets each spank with a cry. After this, she’ll know not to raise a hand to me again.
“Please stop! It’s enough.”
“Is it?” I ask, smacking the crease between ass and thigh.
She nods. “I’m sorry. Please stop. Please. I really am sorry.”
I pause. Wait.
“I’m sorry I hit you.” I look down at her. Her cheek is resting on the cushion. Her eyes are open, but she’s looking straight ahead, not at me. She’s out of breath, and sweat covers her forehead. “I didn’t want to hit you.”
“Why did you?”
She shakes her head, closes her eyes. “I don’t know. You just…you make me feel so out of control.”
“Maybe you need to learn to let it go. Give it up to me.”
I cup her ass. She sucks in a breath, but I knead it. Her skin is hot, and my dick is so fucking hard, I’m going to blow. When I draw her apart, I see how slick she is and grin. She doesn’t know yet that her punishment has only just begun.
I help her stand, and she gasps when I toss her over my shoulder and carry her upstairs to my bedroom, where I drop her on my bed and climb on top of her as I pull first her sport top off, then my own shirt, popping buttons in my haste, sending them flying across the room.
Her hands are around my neck. I kiss her and cup her ass, swallowing that hiss of pain when I do. I pull her to the edge of the bed, slide to my knees between her legs, and wrap my arms around the backs of her knees, drawing her to me, drawing her pussy to my mouth because I need to taste her. To eat her up. Devour her whole.
She’s writhing and moaning as I suck her clit and finger her pussy, her ass, but I’m not ready to let her come yet. She didn’t do as she was told, and she won’t be coming tonight at all, in fact.
I pull back, wipe the back of my arm over my mouth as I stand, undo my jeans, and push them off. She’s up on her elbows watching me, her legs spread wide, her hungry cunt glistening, waiting impatiently to be fucked.
I reach for her hair, which has come out of its ponytail, so I can grip a handful of that thick mass. I drag her to her knees and bring her mouth to my cock. She opens because she’s fucking greedy, and I decide to fuck her face, her pretty face, make her choke on my cock because her tears, they only make me harder.
She’s got her arms wrapped around my thighs and is gasping for breath, but I don’t let up.
“Look up. At me. I want to watch you swallow my cum.”
She does. She turns those serpentine eyes up to mine and fuck she’s beautiful even with tears streaming down her face, her mouth full of my cock, her tongue wet and hot, her fingernails digging into me when I push too deep, cut off her windpipe. A moment later, I’m all the way in and I throb and I come hard. I fill her up, and she’s swallowing what I’m giving her. I feel her throat working and fuck, I like fucking her face.
When I pull her off, she gasps for breath as I draw her to stand by her hair and kiss her dirty little mouth, swallow the cum she couldn’t, one hand cupping her sweet, punished ass, fingers digging into it as she moans into my mouth, trying to wrap her leg around me like her arms are around my shoulders. Wanting to come.
I draw back, give her a wicked grin.
“Punishment isn’t over, Sunshine.” I push her onto the bed. She bounces once before I catch her wrists and, taking a pair of restraints from the nightstand drawer, I lay her back and bind them together over her head.