Tears slipped from Genesis’s eyes, rolling down her flushed cheeks and soaking into the pillow beneath her. Her body felt like a live wire—electric, trembling, a vessel of endless pleasure.
Knight’s gaze flicked to her tear-streaked face, and the hunger in his eyes deepened. He loved it. He craved more.
Then his eyes dropped to her swollen, dripping core—and he couldn’t resist.
Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.
He delivered a rapid-fire series of smacks, each one landing with a wet, sinful sound that echoed through the room.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!” Genesis cried out, her back arching as she pushed her ass back toward him. She wanted more. Needed it. Deep down, she barely recognized herself—this creature clawing its way to the surface, this wanton, eager woman offering herself up to him without shame.
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