Page 131 of Fall into Savagery

I looked at him with wide eyes, but he didn’t ease up.

His finger on my pussy moved faster and rougher.

I thrust my hip, letting out little muffled moans through his hand.

Oh …oh.

Now I got his game.

He eased up after a moment, and I gulped in as much air as possible, my hands coming up and grasping his wrists.

Mikhail slapped my pussy mercilessly. My leg muscles clenched, both from the pleasure and the pain, just as he went back to rubbing over my pussy. He covered my mouth and nose once more.

I tried to breathe even though I knew it was futile.

Our eyes met, and—

Fuck.

A hard spasm rocked through my body.

Mikhail found my clit and rubbed around it in a circular motion.

My legs stretched, trying to either move away or take in more of his touch. I didn’t know which.

He eased his grip from my mouth, and I took a deep breath.

Mikhail slapped my pussy again.

“Do you like this, my naughty girl? Do you like it when I abuse you like this? Is your cunt weeping from my palm?”

He slapped my pussy three more times, each hit coming down harder than the one before.

I whimpered from the pain, followed by the sudden bouts of convulsion that hit me.

Pools of wet heat gushed out of me, and I tried to move away to catch my breath.

He did it again, and I let out a small cry, which was quickly cut off when Mikhail covered my mouth and nose once more.

I met his eyes, debating on whether I should tap his arm to get to stop or brave it out.

My eyes rolled back when the beginning of my peak hit.

Oh, God.

The fact that my entire survival, my breathing, was controlled by Mikhail, knowing he was the one guiding me …

Arousal gushed out of me, and I felt light-headed.

I would have fallen to the floor had he not held me up.

He let go of my face, and I took in as much air as possible, feeling the rush of it get to me.

My orgasm was wrung out, drawn out when Mikhail slapped my pussy again.

I lagged in his arms.

He carried me to the bed and positioned me on all fours.

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