"Mitch yes." I moaned.
Then he took his shirt off, and then took his pants and my pants off.
We were left in our bottom undergarments.
He didn't want to wait any longer; he stripped us both to nothing.
He positioned himself at my entrance, and slowly pushed in.
"Mitch, please, faster;harder."
For that, he started thrusting in at a quicker pace. In and out, back and forth.
The bed began to creak, that's how intense it was.
He wrapped a had into my blonde hair, holding on to it.
I loved when he was rough, but today he was passionate.
He turned me over, and started to kiss down my back.
Once he made it to my ass, he slapped it.
"You've been bad, very bad Amaya. You know I don't like when my slut fucks another person...
Count... For each one."
Slap.
"One."
Slap.
"Two."
Slap.
"Three."
Slap.
All the way up to fifteen.
He wanted to get a little more rough, so he took out my favorite things.
The rope, and the gag.
I loved when he got so dominant.
Then,
A stupid knock at the door.
"Hey, Mitch, Maya. Back early... Where's Maya? Mitch... Why are there moans? Mitch?" Lachlan asked.
"Er..... Porn?" Mitch responded.
"Mind if I join? Where's Maya?"
"Yes I fucking mind, and she went to Alanna's house... Ya know, girly shit."
I grunted.
"Ok." He left.
So, I had to crawl through his window to enter the front door instead.
