Kitten | 18+ {finished}

Twenty-two

Oops, two updates in one day, YOURE WELCOME. Prepare yourselves for some intense smut🥲

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Ava

My moans got louder and I felt the familiar knot in my stomach starting to settle again. He grunted above me, and it turned me on even more. His hand was on my chest, pushing me down on the kitchen island as he rammed into me hard.

"James, I'm gonna cum." I whined, my head tilting back.

"Do it, be a good girl and cum for me, kitten."

The orgasm was intense and my back arched. With a deep moan he came inside me, the feeling of his warm cum coating my walls was enough to make me wet again, even though I was exhausted.
I knew the guards was in the next room, but he didn't seem to give a shit.

"Fuck." He grunted. I felt him pulling me up into a sitting position and he kissed me.

"Turn around." His deep voice sent chills down my spine, and I obeyed.

I glided down from the counter and bent over, my hands flat on the surface. His hand started palming my ass, and all of a sudden he slapped it. I yelped. He grunted, then gave me two more slaps. My brows scrunched together. I loved how rough he was, the pain gave me immense pleasure, and soon my whimpers turned into moans.

"You like when I spank you?" He said behind me.

"Yes."

He slapped me again, harder, and I jolted forwards.

"Yes, what?" He said, his hand taking a grip around my hair.

"Yes, daddy."

"Good girl."

Hs fingers started rubbing my clit, spreading the wetness. I bit my lip to hold back a whimper. My hips started to buck against his hand.

He chuckled darkly.

"Pushing back against my fingers already, I see? So pathetic."

His hand slapped my ass, and I whimpered, my pussy was soaked. He did it again, and a tiny smirk played at my lips. I decided to irritate him a bit, he always fucked me the best when I did.

"Is that all you can do?" I whispered.

His movement slowed down, to then stop entirely. He yanked my head back, my eyes automatically closing.

"What did you just say?" He growled in a low tone, the vibration from his chest making its way trough my body.

"I hope you can do better than that." I breathed.

He hummed.

He let go of my hair with a slight push, and I got nervous by his silence. I had no idea what he had planned.

When I turned around he had put on his towel again, showing off his v-line and perfectly shaped muscles. He towered above me. His eyes was dark, and I couldn't read his expression.

"Come."

He didn't give me a chance to disobey, as he took a hold of my arm and led me to his bedroom. When we got in he closed the door before turning to me. His jaw was clenched, and he pushed me down on the bed into a sitting position. When he took a chair to put two meters away from me and sat down, I became even more confused.