I sat up and peeled the tiny crop top over my head, tossing it aside. My perky t**s bounced free, n*****s tight and aching. His eyes darkened as he drank in the sight of me completely naked on his bed.
“On your hands and knees,” he commanded. “Ass up. Face down.”
I obeyed quickly, turning over and arching my back, presenting my still-red ass and dripping p***y to him. The position made me feel deliciously exposed and vulnerable.
He climbed onto the bed behind me, big hands gripping my hips. His palms smoothed over my sore cheeks, squeezing the heated flesh until I hissed.
“Still pink from your spanking,” he said, voice thick with satisfaction. “Every time you sit down tomorrow, you’re going to remember who owns this ass now.”
One hand slid between my legs, fingers spreading my p***y l
