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her
lips. “Yes, Sir,” she said with more confidence. Once she was back on the bed,
she put her shoulders to the mattress, ass as high in the air as she could get
it, and spread her legs wide. Then she looked back at him and waited for what
was to come next.
    “Turn your head
back, cheek to the bed, and just wait,” he commanded. He pressed a hand to her
back, rubbing slow circles over her skin. “You’re in complete control in all
situations, Riley. Never forget that.”
    Turning, she put
her cheek to the bed. She didn’t say anything else because he hadn’t asked her
to. Instead she lay there with her body open to him and him alone and waited
for the pleasure she was certain would come next.
    His hand slid
down over her bottom, and he smacked her again lightly, one to each cheek. Then
he rubbed the sore spot before hitting a little harder. “Do you want more of
that?” he asked in a low tone.
    “Yes, Sir, may I
please have more?” It felt amazing. It was as if he were lighting up her pussy
and making it burn. “If it pleases you, Sir.”
    She received
four more smacks, each a little sharper, on each of her cheeks. When he was
done he pressed kisses to her heated flesh, his fingers rubbing through her
moisture and teasing her clit. One finger delved into her pussy.
    She bit her
lower lip to hold in a sob of need. “Thank you, Sir,” she breathed in a near
pant.
    “So wet, so hot,
so swollen and needy. Are you needy for my cock, Riley?” He pressed his finger
into her pussy again before slowly withdrawing it. “Do you want me to shove my
cock into your wet hole and take you?”
    “Yes, Sir,
please, fuck me. Fuck me as hard as you can. Please, Sir. I need you to make me
scream,” she begged.
    “Good girl.” He
bit her bottom before smacking her a couple more times. “Gods, I love how pink your
skin is getting. All for me.” Hector moved his fingers back to her clit and
began to rub and flick it.
    “I’ve always
been yours.” Riley pushed back without being able to stop herself. “Please,
Sir, again?” She could get addicted to his touches.
    He gave her six more smacks,
each a little harder than the last. Then he slapped her pussy, the sound loud
and wet. “ Shh ,” he soothed. Rubbing
her back, he stilled her from the jolt she’d just given. “Riley, you still with
me?”
    “Yes, Sir,” she
panted. “I’m still with you.” She spread her legs even more. She was so turned
on that she was about to melt right there under him. “Please, Sir.” She was
begging now. She needed him to touch her, fuck her. Just needed him. Plain and
simple.
    “One more smack
for my pussy, and then I’ll fuck you, hard and fast.” She only had a second
before he did just that. An instant later, his cock was pushing through her
swollen folds. “Fuck,” he growled. “You’re so tight. You’re already close,
aren’t you, Riley? You can’t come without my permission. Remember that.”
    “Yes, Sir,” she
gasped. “I won’t come without you telling me that I can.” She prayed that she
could keep up her end of the bargain. “And yes, Sir. Yes, I’m so close.” She
was shaking and fighting to keep from lifting up and pushing against him.
    “I can tell. My
pussy is grasping so greedily at my cock, sucking me in deeper and holding on
so tightly. Push up on your hands, Riley. I want you to grab hold of the
headboard and drop your head and shoulders, so that your back is arched. Do it
now, so that when I fuck you, you won’t get hurt.”
    Riley moved so
that she could grab the headboard and moaned, biting back a sob. “Oh God, Sir,
that feels so good.” She arched her back for him.
    She felt him
shifting around, his hands on her hips. He began to move, pulling his cock out
slowly and thrusting in hard. Over and over, that same slow pull, fast push.
“How are you doing, Riley? You have a hold on your climax, yes?”
    “Yes, Sir.” That
was all she could say. She was biting her lower lip, sweat beading