Ava

Caspian's large hands gripped my waist tightly, positioning me exactly how he wants. Before I can process what's happening, he slaps my ass hard enough to leave a red mark, making me squeal.

"Ass up, baby," he said, his voice firm and commanding.

Without hesitation, I pushed my hips back, arching my spine and sticking my ass up higher. He groaned approvingly, running a large hand over the curve of my bottom before squeezing hard.

"Fuck, this view," he whispered, running his hand through my slit.

Suddenly, Caspian leaned down, replacing his hand with his mouth. His tongue explored my most intimate area, licking with a hunger that sent...