Improvising, he unbuckled his belt with one hand and pulled the leather from the loops around his waist. With quick, practiced motions, he flipped her onto her stomach, pulled her arms behind her back, and restrained her wrists before she realized what he was doing. Still cursing him out, she bucked her hips again, trying to get him off her thighs.
“Angel,” he leaned forward and growled in her ear, “all you’re doing is wearing yourself out and making me harder than I already am. All your hip action makes my d**k remember what it’s like to be inside your sweet body while I f**k you hard and fast. Now, calm down and listen to me, or my hand and your a*s will get real intimate with each other, and last Friday’s paddling will seem like love taps when I’m done with you.”
“You wouldn’t dare!”
