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Then, of course, she began to fight like a wildcat, flailing her arms and pitching her body. When she almost dumped her body off mine, I was forced to wrap one leg around both of hers.
“You’re not going anywhere,” I growled, enjoying the moment far too much.
“I will make you suffer for this.” She was still trying to smack me, managing to do so a couple of times.
Not that it hurt. I had a body made of steel.
The grin remained on my face as I popped four smacks in a row, moving from side to side.
“You really are a horrible man,” Selena snapped, wiggling in such a way she was driving me crazy. I was far too horny but I didn’t want to fuck her right now. Well, that was a lie. I did but pushing things farther could get me into trouble.
I had the distinct feeling she’d ensure that happened.
So I indulged in the round of punishment, shifting my palm continually from one side to the other. The loud cracking sound seemed exaggerated, but her moans were what made the moment so tasty.
Cupcake might act like she hated this, but I’d seen in her eyes a couple of nights before she was very interested in being taken by a man.
I was that man.
“Ouch. Let go of me!” Her wails were laced with far too much lust.
Just like the scent of her feminine wiles floating into my nostrils. Whew, I was now hard as a rock and there was no doubt she knew what condition I was in.
The little vixen.
While the shorts and panties were a hindrance, the sight of them in that condition was a complete draw to me. I cracked my hand down a few additional times and all I could think about was driving my fingers into her tight little pussy.
Whew.
What did that make me?
Oh, yeah, a real man, one who liked his women feisty.
“I can tell you’re enjoying this,” I told her.
She stopped moving altogether and huffed, planting her hands on the bed and lifting up. The angle had to be hurting her neck, but she was determined to glare at me. “You’re not just as arrogant ass. You’re an opinionated man who in the dark ages and think all women should be submissives. Do you have women cleaning your house in skimpy French maid attire? I bet you do. You’re someone I’d call smarmy.”
“That’s big talk coming from a woman who fucked a stranger she texted out of the blue in the back of his car.”
She huffed and puffed and tried to punch me in the gut.
She failed.
In turn, I decided to give her ten more savage strikes of my hand. The heat had built to the point my fingers were tingling and her bottom was a perfect shade of blushing pink. The shade looked good on her. I could certainly get used to doing this on a daily basis.
When I was finished, I pressed my hand on the small of her back, doing my best to collect my breath and to keep from fucking her.
It took everything I had. Just the sight of her glistening pussy was enough to put me into a trance.
I’d been right about her. She did enjoy this.
I made a mental note to spank her often.
My inner voice was working overtime. “Now, are you going to be good?”
“Good? Are you kidding me? I’m going to put out a restraining order.”
“Wrong answer, cupcake.” I honestly wasn’t certain if I was excited that I would be forced to drift into plan B or not, but the moment I pulled out the rope, the gag, and the blindfold, I was smiling like some loon.
