She yielded, her body softening against his.
Pure surrender.
Her brain was completely muddled.Her body was on fire.She wasn't sure if Rob was playing a game or really punishing her.She didn't really care, as long as it involved his signature "hard fucking" afterward.
He took her hand and led her to the sofa where he sat down facing her.He thumbed open the button on her jean shorts and shimmied them down her hips until they dropped to the floor.
"Ready, baby?"His voice sounded gravelly.
Her pussy dripped moisture onto her inner thigh."Yes, sir."
He guided her torso not over his lap, as she'd expected, but to lean over his shoulder, so they were in an embrace.He tugged her panties down and squeezed her bare bottom, which tingled in anticipation of his touch.
Her heart thudded against her chest and her palms were sweaty.
"You have a perfect ass, Dimples.Am I allowed to call you that if I promise it's with affection?"
"Yes, sir."He was allowed to do pretty much anything he wanted, as long as he kept stroking her bottom and stoking the flames of desire within her.She'd never felt so desirable.Or desirous.
He drew his hand back and slapped one cheek, then rubbed away the sting.
She gasped, then wriggled her bottom for more.
He slapped the same side again.Just when she started to wonder if he'd only be able to slap one side in that position, his other hand caught the opposite cheek.
"Hrm."She made a sound, somewhere between a groan and a purr.
Rob set up a slow cadence, spanking one side, then the other, always rubbing and kneading the offended cheeks in between.
He slipped one hand in front of her hips and brushed her clit with his thumb.
It throbbed for more.She bucked her hips, shoving them forward, seeking more of his touch.
He obliged, settling the pad of his thumb right over her swollen nub and rubbing small circles around it.
She let out a keening cry.
He spanked her with the other hand, while continuing to torment her clit.
"Oh God," she moaned.
Another spank.More circling.Her temperature must be one hundred and eight degrees by now.She felt like a bomb about to explode.The sense of urgency overrode all her brain functions.She clawed at his shoulder and back, whined and moaned, humping the air in her desperate need to get off.
"Come here, Kaitlyn."Rob's voice seemed far away.
Fortunately, he didn't wait for her to comprehend, but simply moved her a step backward and opened his jeans.His huge cock sprang out.
She started to sink to her knees, her eyes locked on his member, but he caught her elbows.
"Ride me."
She had completely lost all sense, because she would've have hopped on without another thought.Fortunately, he was thinking for both of them and pulled out a condom.He snapped open the foil package and sheathed his cock in record time.
Even so, the delay killed her.She straddled him, impaling herself on his stiffened manhood.Her eyes rolled back in her head and she groaned as she sank down onto him."Yes,"she breathed.
He gripped her hips and pulled her forward and back, controlling the pace and the movement.Well, she preferred it that way.She'd never liked being on top before.The performance pressure always got to her.
Now, she felt free.Rob was in control.All she had to do was rock her pelvis and grind her clit down to take her own wild pleasure.She panted for breath, heat coming off her in waves.His cock filled her, stretched her wide, bumping her inner walls at a punishing force.His muscled arms flexed as he moved her pelvis faster and faster.
