Chapter 11

Without releasing her wrist, he pushed the swing back, lifting her higher from the ground. She barely realized what he was doing until she felt the blunt tip of his cock against her pussy. He thrust into her without any more warning than that, the long leather strands of the flogger splaying across her stomach as he filled her.

Emma scrambled to try and wrap her legs around his hips, but her heels in the stirrups made it too awkward. Jesse withdrew, letting the flogger drag over her clit.

Pain mingled with pleasure to force a scream from her throat. Though he’d been careful not to hit her pussy, her clit was oversensitized, barraged by their lust to place her on the brink of orgasm. She had no control of her emotions, and they buffeted around, reflecting back off Jesse only to careen toward him again even stronger. He slammed into her a second time, then a third. Pleas tumbled from her lips, but whether it was for him to stop or fuck her harder, Emma had no idea.