43. Please, make me come

Antonio

“Now, tell me do you want me to stop? Do you want to use your safeword if this is too much for you?” I squeezed my fingers around her breásts and then cupped one in my palm.

My other hand made soft soothing circles with my palm on her perfect peach like arse. Her skin was so soft, I wanted to mark it red with a whip or just squeeze it in my palm until I had my fill. So I did. Her breath hitched and I smiled to myself. “Answer me, Erica,” I said, and spanked her beautiful arse, making it jiggle tantalizingly.

She arched her hips back and whispered, “No.”

“Louder.” I demanded.

“No. I do not want you to stop.” She gritted out every word. And I smiled as I already knew the answer and her reluctance to admit it made me amuse. I spanked her again and she hissed, “What was that for?”

“Because, I wanted to. Remember, whatever I want as long as you don’t say your safeword.” And I knew she wouldn’t say it, not for mere spanking, because I knew her dirty fantasies. I have saved them in t