Page 78 of Innocent Intentions

“You only get pleasure from me.”

She needs to understand.

I can’t stop myself. I reach forward and grab her breast. It’s heavier than I expected. It’s so full, it spills from my hand, too much to contain.

I roll her nipple between my finger, twisting until she gasps. The sound more beautiful than I imagined.

Her eyes flutter closed.

I pinch harder.

She yelps.

“Eyes on me.” I reprimand.

She blinks up, breathless. She doesn’t realize it yet, but she’s learning. There are rules, and there are consequences. From now on, she will obey.

I shift my grip, moving from her breast down to the softness of her stomach. She tenses and bows her head.

I swat the outside of her thigh.

“Eyes on me.” I growl.

She looks up again.

“I won’t have you embarrassed by your body. You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. This soft belly showcases your womanhood. Feel what you do to me.”

I grab her hand and press her palm against my cock.

Her breath hitches. She tightens her grip, testing, feeling. I thrust into her hand, letting her know exactly how badly I need her.

She’s transfixed.

I release her wrist and let my hand drift lower.

She swallows hard.

I move my thigh, spreading her legs further.

She’s soaked for me.

I stroke my fingers through her folds, collecting wetness. I tease her clit, rubbing lazy circles, drawing out her pleasure. She lets out a beautiful mess of moans.

Her hips start to move, chasing my touch.

I swat her thigh again.

She moans louder.

Interesting. My girl likes being spanked.

“Stay still.”

She huffs but obeys.

I go back to her slit, rubbing slow, deliberate strokes.

She shudders, her thighs trembling.

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