by Olivia Chase
I pressed into him, wanting more, wanting him to distract me from what I was thinking about, the nightmares, the dreams, the scars.
Liam rolled his body on top of mine, his hard cock pressing into me. He maneuvered his way in between my legs and ground into me. My panties got forced up into the slit of my pussy as he kissed me hard, and I could feel my pussy lips spreading open.
He pulled back. “Fuck, baby, you feel good.”
My chest was heaving. “Are you going to fuck me now?” I asked tentatively.
He grinned. “No, baby, not yet.”
“Because I’m a virgin?”
“No. Because first you have to learn how to please me.”
“How do I please you?”
“Do you know how to take a spanking, Emery?”
“I’m not sure what you mean.”
“I mean do you know how to be a good little girl, how to push your ass into the air as my palm strikes your bare flesh, how to stay quiet if I tell you to, how to obey me?”
I shook my head, my eyes wide.
“Turn over, baby,” he said.
I turned over on the bed, and felt him pull my panties slowly down over my ass, until they were bunched at the top of my thighs. He caressed my bare butt with his palm, as terror flowed through me.
I couldn’t deny it any longer. I couldn’t pretend or convince myself he was just some hot guy I was making out with in the dark.
This was real, it was dirty and twisted, and the messed up things he was doing to me were making me horny as hell.
“I want you to stay quiet,” Liam said. “I want you to keep yourself quiet, even if you have to bite the pillow to do it. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
I felt him pull his hand from my body.
I closed my eyes and waited for the first strike.
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