SMACK.
His palm landed on her ass with a crack that echoed. The flesh rippled, bounced, jiggled magnificently before settling.
"''Aaahh~!!''"
"Not tonight," Raven said quietly. "You're my bitch." His thumb pressed harder against her ass. Not entering. Just reminding. "And afterward—" he leaned down, his chest skimming her spine, his free hand sliding beneath her to grab her breast like a handle— "a sex slave."
His fingers dug into her tit. Gripped it the way you'd grip a steering wheel.
He grabbed her hair with his other hand. Gathered the dark, carefully styled length of it into his fist.
And 'pulled.'
Her back arched. Her neck craned. Her eyes went wide as the angle forced her to stare at the ceiling with his cock still buried halfway inside her.
"''HNNGH~!!''"
