Night at a Motel: Part III

"Jesus. You're begging me for it, aren't you?" he rasped at her ear, wrapping her hair around his fist and tugging her head back. "Beg harder."

"More, Ace, Please."

He obliged her broken request with another, harder spank of her bottom.

She didn't know which one of them made the strangled noise that followed. Maybe they both did. She'd grown so incredibly damp between her thighs that her legs slipped against each other when she

attempted to squeeze them together. Barely conscious of her actions now, she pushed her bottom into his hands, shuddering as he slapped her again.

"Hot fucking girl." His palm connected with a firm strike. "Make me hard in public?"

Another strike of his hand. When he once again soothed the spot by stroking it in circles, she shook her head. "S-stop. I like it…the burn."

His hand ceased its movement. "Is that right?"

"Yes."