Every smack earned a noise from her, giving him exactly what he wanted, as she let out a sharp little cry every time his hand fell against an ass cheek till they were cherry red from what he was doing. Even still she was wriggling, tilting her hips and arching to push her ass a bit higher, panting against his outer thigh as she throbbed wildly, sure enough that he would feel how hot and wet she was against his leg.

Turning her head, she closed her eyes as she reveled in the haze of pain mixed with a pleasure that seemed to ache right through to the center of her core. She wanted to say something, wanted to plead, but she had to bite her lip to keep herself from talking since he hadn't given her permission to do so.

It was also a struggle not to reach down and touch herself, to pinch her clit or to give herself some kind of friction so she could come since she desperately wanted to at this point.