But he doesn’t stop, not even close. His dominant side takes over, and with one quick move, he flips me over onto all fours on the couch. My knees sink into the cushions, my hands gripping the armrest for balance. My skirt is bunched up around my waist now, ass in the air, exposed and vulnerable. He positions himself behind me, and then he’s entering me again from behind, sliding in even deeper this time. The new angle makes him hit so much harder, filling me completely.

His big hands span my ass cheeks, squeezing the flesh before he spanks me lightly—once, twice. The sharp sting blooms into heat, spreading...