"You think I'm done, kitten?" I chuckle, my voice dripping with dark amusement. "I'm not even f*****g close."
Alyssa's eyes are wide, her pupils blown with lust, but there's a flicker of something else—challenge, defiance.
My perfect kitten.
"Good girl," I rasp, leaning down to bite her shoulder, leaving a mark. I release her throat, grabbing her hips and flipping her over onto her stomach. Her ass is in the air, and I take the moment to appreciate the sight of her like this, so submissive, so eager for me to wreck her p***y again.
I run my hands over her ass, squeezing hard before I smack it, making her yelp.
"So f*****g perfect," I mutter, lining myself with her entrance. I drive into her again, easily gliding in and out of her sloppy p***y. I grab a fistful of her hair, yanking
