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She was naked now.
Dimitri wasted no time in flipping her over onto her hands and knees in the middle of the vast white bed. He edged between her legs and again gripped her ass cheeks.
“You’ve gone red,” he said, “from one slap.”
“It was a hard slap.”
She paused. “No.”
“You liked it?”
Jenny hesitated, then, “Yes.”
“Good, because you have some more coming.”
Before she could even ask what crime, if any, she’d committed, a set of hard thwacks landed on her rear.
She jerked forward with each one, but he held her firm with his free hand.
“Fuck yeah,” he said, tipping over her and speaking into her ear. The small patch of hair in the center of his chest scratched between her shoulder blades. “We’re perfect together, can’t you see that?”
“In London, you, I mean I…”
“It was different? Yes, it was.” He kissed the back of her head, and the tip of his cock nudged her entrance. “That was our first time together, I didn’t want to scare you with my kinks.”
“Kinks don’t scare me.”
“That pleases me to hear.” He slipped in, only an inch. “Oh, but Jesus Christ, not as much as your tight, wet cunt pleases me. Hell yeah, I’m going to give it to you so good, Jenny. You’ll never forget this first time in Dubai with me fucking you.”
The dirty words spilling from his mouth had her belly clenching and her clit throbbing. The burn from the slaps he’d delivered was glowing in her pelvis, ramping up her lust. She wanted more of everything he could give her.
“Fuck me.” She stared at a painting on the wall above the bed, not seeing the picture, just feeling the need in her body.
“Sir. Fuck me, Sir,” he snapped.
“Fuck me, Sir,” she said, the words running like cream from her lips. They were meant to be there, to be uttered for him, only him. “Fuck me, Sir.”
“Good girl,” he said, then thrust forward, plunging his cock balls deep.
She cried out and fisted the sheets. The filling was fast and hard, stretching her and mixing a delicious stitch of pain with the blissful density of his shaft.
“Ah yeah,” he said. “This is it. You’re going to get what you really need now, Jenny.”
“Give it to me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Good.” He gripped her hips tighter.
There’d be bruises tomorrow. She didn’t care. She braced her spine and locked her elbows.
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