Page 64 of Heir of Fire
She looked hesitant but did so anyway. She laid her full body weight on him, exposing her ass to him. With her head angled towards the floor and her ass in his face, he was quite enjoying the view. Her pussy glistened in the light, clearly enjoying everything much more than she said she would.
“What are you waiting for?” she asked, her impatience peeking through.
He smiled, rubbing her ass with his hand. “Thinking about how many times I should spank you. What do you think? You promised to be a brat, so what do you think a brat deserves?”
“Maybe I can be your princess again and only get one?” she asked.
He laughed, squeezing her ass cheek. “I don’t think so. What about twenty?”
“Hell no!”
“Fine, what about ten?”
“Five.”
“Nine.”
“Six.”
“Seven.”
“Fine,” she groaned. “Seven.”
Finn lifted his hand, letting the first slap come unexpectedly. The impact with her skin made her gasp.
“I thought you were going to warn me,” Gianna said.
“You forgot to count,” he said. “Should I start again?”
She shook her head immediately. “One.”
He lifted his hand again, slapping the other one this time. Her thighs tensed and she gasped, but not from surprise this time.
“Two.”
He did it again, and again, both slaps sending bolts of pleasure straight to his dick. He could see the moisture gathering between her legs and slowly the gasps became less out of surprise and started to sound more breathless.
“Three. Four.”
“Is this your pussy getting wet?” Finn asked, running his hand through her slick cunt. Sure enough, it was soaked. “Are you enjoying this, princess?”
“Shut up,” she muttered. “Just finish it.”
“You can use your safe word, make this all end.”
Gianna was quiet, but he didn’t miss the slight shake of her head.
He raised his hand up again, striking her ass. This time a moan did leave her. “Five.”
Finn gave her the next one, putting more pressure behind it. She arched her back, raising her ass more.
“Six.”
He ran his hand over her ass, letting it drift over her pussy briefly. “Last one,” he told her.
With one last lift of his hand, he let it meet her ass, the impact harsher than the others. She moaned, grabbing onto his leg.
“Seven.”
