[ His answer isn't a surprise, even if she feels a flutter of butterflies in her gut as though it is one. She peers up at him, lips slightly parted, and considers asking him how much harder. But doing so will only irritate him, and she doubts he has any idea of how hard he wants it other than he wants it harder than before
She presses her finger firmly into the swell of his ass, cheekily drawing a W before she even thinks to take it away. And the moment she does, she brings it down, harder than before. The resounding smack makes her jolt, but it's not out of any fear; it's how she's turned on by him letting her do this to him. ]
no subject
She presses her finger firmly into the swell of his ass, cheekily drawing a W before she even thinks to take it away. And the moment she does, she brings it down, harder than before. The resounding smack makes her jolt, but it's not out of any fear; it's how she's turned on by him letting her do this to him. ]
Was that hard enough?