Page 105 of Psycho

She reached out for me when I pinched her nipple.

She made a small, pained noise.

I soothed away the pain with gentle touches of my fingers.

“Nuh-uh, naughty girl. You don’t do anything without my permission.”

She narrowed her eyes on me, which promptly fluttered shut when I tugged on the hardened nub over and over again.

“Open your eyes and look at me.”

She slowly opened her eyes, taking me in.

I pulled my thumb away and she made a small noise in protest.

“Shh, sweetheart,” I said softly, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her to a standing position in front of me.

I turned her around until we faced the mirror.

My hand went back to her nipple, abusing it.

She rubbed her legs together.

“Look at what I’m doing to you, got it? Don’t look away.”

“Micah—”

Her words were cut off when I spread her legs and slapped my hand down on her pussy.

“Fuck!” She leaned her head back until it rested against my chest, looking at our reflection.

I slapped her pussy again as her legs trembled. I wrapped my other arm around her middle, holding her up.

“Fuck! Stop hurting it!”

I smiled wickedly at her. She wasn’t moving away from me.

“Are you telling me you don’t like it when I abuse your little cunt?”

“Micah.”

I delved my fingers between her lips, finding her wet.

“My, aren’t you wet for me? Look at your cunt, sweetheart. It was made for me.”

I pushed one finger inside, pumping in and out.

Her toes curled, and her hips pushed up and down, moving against my finger.

She whimpered.

I pulled back and slapped her pussy once more.

She whimpered and turned until her face was half-buried in my chest.

I flicked at her clit. “No, baby girl. Don’t look away. Look at what I’m doing to you. Look at how responsive you are to me.”

I waited until she looked before I pressed my fingers vigorously against her, from side to side.

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