Slap Shot Book Novels & Stories

I can feel each slap radiating inside me, bringing pain to pleasure and making my pussy throb. "That expression..." He said with a husky tone of pleasure, and I let out a low moan of pleasure, before feeling another slap. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment, and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

let me go “his grasp were so tight to the point that it was difficult for me to break liberated from him. “ you look hot, your laps are so delicate to feel goodness my sweetheart “he spit on me and grinned suddenly. “Let me go “I wiggle to give up my hand from his he landed me with slapped that made me to arrived in wonder in the fog of center of night. Right now I'm in a difficult situation that nobody can hear me even if I shout resoundingly nobody will act as the night hero for me. what is this disastrous I have gotten myself into? I was painting vigorously. The slap that arrived at my cheek truly hurt I attempt to retaliate he brought gun from his pocket and pointed it on my forehead.

I hate when they do that. 'My lil ho think she's all that in her leather dress and high boots?' SLAP 'My lil ho think she's gonna run the show?' SLAP 'Do you think you're better than me, bitch?' SLAP 'How 'bout I fuck that sweet lil ass for you, cunt? Huh?' SLAP SLAP The look of shock on his face when I pushed him easily off me was priceless, but the look of horror that followed when I ripped my wrists apart turned me on... badly.

SLAP~ The crisp sound of the slap rang particularly harsh in the room. Jean's hand was trembling, and she regretted it immediately after. Etan Mann will definitely kill her for this. But alas, she had already done the deed. So be it then. "Insult me all you want. Sure, fine, I'm quite the shameless person after all. But I won't allow you to say anything about him!" Etan was stunned for a couple of seconds. This was the first time he was slapped, and that really shocked him. His gaze sharpened, and the depth of his eyes roiling. "Tch. Taking his side, huh."

She understood that her situation was very serious and that she needed to be careful. Feeling a rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins, Julie summoned every bit of courage she could find within herself. With determination, she raised her hand and delivered a strong, firm slap to the man's face. The sound of the slap rang out loudly in the narrow alley, resonating in the air like the sharp crack of a gunshot.

He saw me as a woman with a price tag again. I didn't think twice. I didn't plan it. My hand simply flew across the space between us. SLAP. The sound was deafening, a sharp crack that echoed off the mahogany walls and seemed to vibrate in the silence that followed. Kian’s head snapped to the side. The red mark of my palm began to bloom against his tan skin.

*Slap* " ahhhhh" *Slap* " ahhhhh" *Slap* " ahhhhh" *Slap* " ahhhhh" *Slap* " ahhhhh" *Slap* " ahhhhh" " Are you this much dumb..... don't you know why I am doing all this ....I am angry, hell angry on you ..... You're my soon to be wife ...so I am touching you whether you like it or not it's none of my business to worry about.....

“You really are too much, Sharon. I’ve always treated you well and I’ve been willing to do anything for you. But now you’re just breaking up with me without even considering my feelings! It’s all too clear now. You’ve already slept with him, haven’t you?” Murphy’s self-esteem had been trampled on enough. His eyes were bloodshot and he was done playing nice. The sound of a slap echoed through the shop. Sharon’s instant reply to him was a tight slap to the face! “You lunatic! You absolute f*cking lunatic!” yelled Sharon. Another slap could be heard. But this time, it wasn’t Sharon who did the slapping. Murphy had retaliated and slapped her back in rage. Sharon now lay on the ground, stunned by

When Rowan Nightshade’s hand struck my face, I did not understand what had happened at first. The sound cracked through the training corridor of Silvermoon Federal Academy. My body tipped to the side, my teeth aching from the force, and for a few seconds all I heard was a dull ringing in my ears. My left cheek went numb, then burned as if molten silver had been poured over it. I covered my face and looked up at him. Rowan Nightshade, heir of the Shadowfang Pack, had slapped me in front of more than a dozen students because I had argued with a transfer girl.

I replied. The first slap was about to land.