"What was that?" I growled, my voice rough, my grip tightening. "You were saying something?" My thumb pressed against the sensitive crease where her thigh met her ass, and she jerked forward with a whimper.
"N-No! I was—hah!—I was just—!" Her protest was cut short as I squeezed, my fingers sinking deeper, my nails grazing her skin just enough to send a jolt through her. "Ah! S-Stop—! It's—nnh—too much—!"
"Too much?" I taunted, my lips brushing the shell of her ear. "Or not enough?" Without warning, my hand reared back—SMACK!—a sharp, stinging slap landed on her ass, the sound echoing in the confined space.
"AHH—!" Haruna's body lurched forward, her fingers clawing at my shoulders as a broken, needy moan tore from her throat. "J-Jack—! That hurts—!"
"Liar," I rumbled, my palm already rubbing the stinging skin before delivering another slap—harder this time. "You love it." SMACK! "Love when I manhandle this perfect little ass…" SMACK! "Love when I remind you who you belong to…"
