Page 6 of The Tenth Muse

“Too much?” Alice asked.

“No. I can take more,” I panted. “Don’t hold back. Don’t?—”

She shoved my head back against the blankets, holding me down as she spanked my ass harder. Pain blossomed, smoothed over by the pleasure and endorphins pumping through me.

“Oh god,” I cried.

She wasn’t holding back, finding a rhythm that was constant, each impact harder than the last until tears filled my eyes. The bed shifted as she rose onto her knees and shoved my legs apart, leaning over me as she kept spanking me. My ass burned, the pain growing more and more intense.

My entire body went rigid as I anticipated the next one, but it didn’t come.

I raised my head in confusion, looking back at her. A smirk danced on her full lips, her gaze meeting mine.

“You’re so mean,” I rasped.

Alice laughed, her voice ringing through the room. I sniffled, waiting for the next one. I wanted her to spank me again.

“Daddy,” I whined.

“Put your damn head back down before you scream loud enough that one of the hotel employees checks on us.Now.”

I was tempted to stick my tongue out at her. That was a bad idea, right? That was?—

I did it. My tongue flicked out and her eyes narrowed.

Oops.

“Put your fucking head down,” she growled.

“Yes, Daddy.”

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Alice

Jenna screamedas I spanked her as hard as I could with one hand, while my other cupped her pussy. Moans tangled with the blankets as I slid two fingers inside her. I’d always kept my nails shorter on two fingers for this exact reason, even though I hadn’t been with someone in what felt like ages.

“Fuck,” I whispered to myself.

She was soaked. My fingers pumped in and out of her, wet sounds filling the room as I slapped her ass, admiring the jiggle of each cheek. Red splashed over her pale skin, some spots darkening into purple.

She’d begged me to mark her, and I would. Wherever she went next, I wanted her to be sore. I wanted every moment over the next couple of days to remind her of me, my touch, and what we lost.

My palm was going numb from spanking her, but I didn’t care.

Jenna writhed, riding my fingers as I slapped her ass in a relentless rhythm. Over and over, giving each cheek the attention they deserved until I could feel her getting closer to theedge. Her pussy milked my hand, her moans intertwined with yelps.

And then I released her.

Her protests were immediate. I grinned as I brought my fingers to my lips, sucking her essence from them. She looked up, her eyes bright with need.

“Did I say you could move?” I asked.

“No, but?—”

“Put your head back down.” Shegrowled, but obeyed. I snorted as she put her head back down, clearly unhappy that I’d denied her an orgasm. “Keep up the sass, baby girl, and you won’t come at all tonight.”

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