Page 22 of Taboo Flames

I spank her again.

“Two,” she pants out.

I alternate between her two cheeks, slapping them hard and mercilessly until she’s sobbing and writhing against the car. I also add in a few slaps on her pussy that make her gasp.

I finally stop at sixteen when I feel she’s had enough.

“And what do you say, princess?” I demand.

“Thank you,” she sobs.

“Thank you what?” I growl.

“Thank you, sir.”

My cock gets even harder in my pants, threatening to burst right through the zipper. I take a moment to admire her reddened backside. I love the sight of my mark on her far too much.

Then I cup her cotton-covered pussy with one hand. I’m delighted to find that she has completely soaked the material. It seems the princess likes her pleasure with a bit of pain.

Who would have thought? It’s almost like she’s custom-made for me. Good on the outside but entirely rotten on the inside.

A sour feeling fills my chest at the thought that some other asshole has seen this side of her. This dirty, reprobate side of her.

“Don’t move,” I order before grabbing the panties and pulling them down her legs. Yanking them all the way off, I press the wet material to my nose, inhaling the sweet scent of her arousal, and then I stuff the pink thong into the pocket of my pants.

Greedy for more of her delicious smell, I kneel behind her, grab her legs, spread them even further apart, and press my nose to her glistening, pink pussy.

She lets out a surprised sound.

She’s got such a pretty pussy, the prettiest I’ve ever seen.

“Oh, God,” she moans as I swipe my tongue across her folds.

“You taste so fucking good, and it’s not God’s name you should be crying out. It’s mine,” I growl against her before dragging her ass backward and spearing my tongue into her tight hole.

I eat her like a starved man, wildly and without finesse. I’m drunk on the taste, smell, and feel of her. Her liquid heat against my tongue is like heaven on earth.

She grinds against my mouth, chasing her pleasure shamelessly, and her cry of pleasure is music to my ears. I want to live and die here in this very moment.

I pull away for a moment to flip her onto her back, and then I arrange her so her legs are planted on the hood of the car and spread as far as they can go, exposing her fully to me. Everything from her pussy to her puckered hole is bared to me.

“So fucking pretty,” I tell her, dipping the tip of one finger into her tight, wet heat. “You’ll take my cock so beautifully, won’t you?”

“Yes,” she breathes out, her lashes fluttering.

“You won’t even need me to go slow. You’ll take all eight inches of me.” I press another finger into her, and she lets out a long, tortured moan.

“You’re so horny for me right now that you’ll even let me fuck you in the ass, won’t you?” I tap a finger against her puckered back hole. “You’ll do anything for me to let you cum right now, won’t you?”

“Yes, please, anything,” she pleads.

All this while, instead of orders and threats, I should have known that the best way to shut Aurora up and make her obey was to get her like this. Open, vulnerable, and needy.

Her eyes are half-lidded and full of raw hunger. Her pussy is leaking all over the hood of my car, and if I pull my cock out right now, I’m sure she’ll let me fuck her right here, in full view of any passersby.

She’ll even moan and beg for me shamelessly like a little whore.

I kiss a path from the inside of her knee, feeling the soft skin against my lips.

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