“You bastard, oouu.” She whimpered, yet arched her hips to meet his sharp thrusts that burned her deep as he continued fucking her in rhythmic motion.

  Using one hand, he fisted his hand into her hair and tugged it up, still maintaining his feral pounding into her tight ass.

  “Look at you, Ki. Loving every bit of this. Should I stop?” He asked in a thick, low voice that was filled with lust as he rammed into her, the furious slapping of their skins echoing in the atmosphere.

  When she shook her head instead of responding, he smacked her ass, and she jolted.

  It was degrading, but it made her...