SLAP.
This one was firmer, landing directly on her swollen clit. She cried out, back arching off the bed as heat bloomed between her thighs.
He spread her legs wider. "This little cunt likes being slapped, doesn't it?"
Before she could answer, he cracked his palm against her again. Harder. The wet sound echoed in the room.
Her thighs shook violently as the sharp sting bloomed into blinding heat. Her cunt clenched hard around nothing, pulsing with desperate need while her back arched clean off the bed.
He didn't give her time to recover. He dragged the chemise over her head and threw it aside, then shoved two thick fingers deep inside her while his thumb circled her throbbing clit.
"Look at me," he rasped.
She forced her eyes open. He was watching her with terrifying intensity, like he was memorizing every twitch of her face.
His fingers drove deeper, curling relentlessly.
