SPANKED{ROUGH SEX 3}

He’d taken off his shirt, and there was sweat on his forehead. His hands were at his sides, empty. I slowly spun to face him, bracing myself against the wall. He stepped forward and bent down to kiss my forehead, then my cheeks, and finally, my mouth.

I kissed him hungrily, pulling on his lips with my tongue the way a kitten will suck on your finger if it’s been weaned from its mother too soon.

His cock was hard against my stomach, and he sighed when I pressed into it. “Can you stay?” he asked. I nodded and put my arms around his shoulders as he picked me up and carried me to his bedroom.

The room was dark but for a blue neon glow from outside the window. As he walked to the bed in the center of the floor, I lifted my cheek from his shoulder and smiled. With one arm holding me, he crouched down and pulled back the duvet, exposing the satiny sheets.

He put me down on my knees, never taking his hands off me, and carefully avoided touching my ass, which felt like a bad sunburn. He cra