Chapter 5

Biting her lip, she grasped the headboard more tightly. The rope chafed at her wrists when she jerked with each slap, but the burn was nothing compared to the rest of her flesh. She had been wet already when they’d arrived. Now her clit throbbed in time with his repeated blows, grinding against the coarse covers until she parted her legs to ease the pressure.

He took that as an invitation to switch his focus from her buttocks to her inner thighs. He alternated swift slaps on each one, sending a series of shocks up her spine. She lifted her hips from the bed, moving into his blows, exposing her swollen, glistening lips. Anicka jumped with surprise as he slapped the throbbing flesh, her clit jerking from the pressure.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen anybody so wet.”

Her hair swept over her shoulder as she looked back at him with a half smile. “You’ve been picking the wrong women then.”

“When was the last time you let anybody do this to you?”