*****3rd POV****

Her enticing body scent swept through Jack's system, infiltrating from his nostrils and into his loins. The feel of her soft firm nipple on his lips made his brain overwork till it was on the edge of exploding.

Her satin nightdress was such a turn-on, from its cool and soft texture to its length. It left her sexy thighs out in the open and rode up to expose at least half of her ass.

He moved his hand from Annie's waist and down in a slow and calculative manner.
Gawd!
He missed the feel of her ass and tits. The feeling of sinking in her tight warm hole till she succumbed to his capable shaft as it filled her up.

Annie loosened her hold on his head, but let her tits remain on Jack's face. She wanted to push him to his limits and then...escape.

But how strong could she be? How restrained could she get?
Only a few touches and her center was already leaking a strong arousal in the form of the fluid trickling down her inner thigh.

She knew she had to flee right away, lest Jack's manly hands feel the love juice on her thighs. She wanted to stay at the top of this teasing game without letting Jack realize she was weaker than he was.

The female started backing away to solve her problems, but Jack's mouth snapped open all of a sudden. He jerked at her nipple, biting it in the process.

"Aaaa!" Annie cried out to the pain-pleasure feeling that was shooting from her nipple.
The pain was from his bite, while the pleasure was from the warmth of his mouth and the wetness of his tongue as he licked the nipple tip.

She sunk deep into the sensation, failing to realize that Jack's hands were already on her ass.
They quietly made their way under the dress, igniting a fire beneath her skin.

She gasped and wriggled, but the more she moved, the harder Jack bit her nipple.
He intended her to remain in place. To let him have his way.
After all, she had presented herself to him.

"Oo Jack!" Annie gave a sensual whimper, tears escaping her closed eyes from the outer corners.

The sound of his name on her lips aroused a beast he had his away for years. A beast that loved punishing Annie till she cried out to him, begging for mercy.

Jack gave in.
Without alerting Annie, he released her nipple and flipped her around before pushing her down to lay across his lap, her hands pinned on her back by his left hand.

The hardness of his cock almost stabbed Annie's tummy. Thank heaven it was hidden under the duvet for it would have been a fatal 'wound'.

"I told you to behave," Jack reminded.

His right hand tugged the hem of the nightdress mercilessly, exposing her bare ass to him.

"No Jack!" Annie cried out, but her mind was screaming 'Please do it. Spank me till I can no longer take it'.

He grabbed one of her cheeks roughly. Using all the strength in his arm, he gave it a hard squeeze as his eyes darkened with a beastly lust. The feel of that soft mass triggered his arousal to the highest it could rise.

"You were being such a-" spank "-bad-" spank, "-devil."

"Please Jack," Annie faked a plea.
Oh, this feels so fucking good. Harder. Spank me harder.

She wanted more.
And Jack gave it to her.

Each smack was fiercer than the last one. All the pain was being converted into pleasure, making her hole wetter than a mermaid's minge. And with each smack, Annie's groans weakened.

Jack continued spanking till his hand turned pink and painful like tiny needles were stabbing him. But neither wanted it to stop regardless of the pain.

"Get up!" Jack ordered letting go of Annie's sore hands.

She whined as she rolled off of his lap.

"I want you to sit down."

"But..." This part of the punishment was new. In the past, Jack would even massage her ass after a hard spanking. But now, now he was ordering her to sit. How could she sit when her ass was flaming hot and so damn painful?

"Sit. Up." The male echoed, his eyes hard on her without a reflection of any love.
They were a cold pair meant to watch her suffer from the hot pain springing from her ass.

Annie's brown eyes flicked with a trace of rage as she pushed herself to a sitting position.
The top part of her nightdress had long abandoned her chest, leaving the fleshy pair basking in the open.

They were so attractive.
So distracting.

He was being dominant.
She was being defiant.
He wanted to punish her.
She wanted to please him.

Yet both were loving the sexual taunting they were throwing at each other.
They were both predators, and they were both prey. It all depended with who was leading.

And right then, Jack was the predator.

Annie bit her lip to suppress the agony coming from her burning butt while in her seated position. She held Jack's eyes with a slight scowl in hers, reminding him that she was in control at the start.

Jack chuckled at Annie's expression.

"Gawd! You look so adorable."

"I don't want to be adorable," Annie lied.

"Then let's change that, hm?"
Jack threw the duvet off of his lap and jumped from under it, while still being careful about his ankle.

He grabbed Annie by her throat and then pushed her down on the bed with a little bounce. His hair fell from the sides of his head like a short curtain, hindering the light from above to cast a shadow on Annie's face.

For a short while, she took in Jack's good looks. Her heart responded to his attractiveness with hard thumps. He was her Prince Charming on a bike.

"You've forgotten the rules so quickly hm?"

"No," she whispered.

Jack lowered himself further on her. Further between her thighs till his rock-hard cock was stabbing Annie's soggy entrance.
Her center expanded to the mere feel of him.
It started pulsating from the inside, calling out to its counterpart.

There was silent pleasure inside the two but they acted like they couldn't feel each other's genitals through the thin layer of Jack's sweatpants.

He wanted to take things slow, but damn Annie and her seductive devil side. Always faltering his defenses.
But this side of her was also fun to play with.

"Does it hurt?" He asked laughing at her through his eyes.

"No."

"Should I continue disciplining you?"

Annie didn't answer that.
As much as she liked the punishment, most of her strength had been drained by the strong arousal that had left her entire body in flames.

Jack edged forward, pressing his 'head' further against her wet entrance.
Annie gasped surprised by his sudden action. Did he intend to do it with...with the cloth still between them?

"You look unwell," Jack taunted smirking so evilly.

"I'm...go-" she barely finished her whisper when Jack plunged forward again. Only this time, he managed to slip inside just a little.
The cloth acting as a barrier between them was immediately soaked in Annie's fluids till Jack's tip felt how wet she was.

"I didn't hear you," Jack teased, creating a soft rhythm of back and forth on her welcoming hole.

The dry humping slowly shifted to a source of moans and low grunts from both of them.
The air inside Jack's bedroom warmed up to the heat the two were emitting while engrossed in their intimate moment.

Jack sunk his head into Annie's neck, his breathing deep and hard like a bull straight from a bullfight. His lips parted before he attacked her skin in a soft suction.

Feeling his mouth and his tongue savage her neck led to a series of moans and squirms to the immeasurable pleasure being derived from everywhere.

From afar, she could feel it.
The raw orgasm threatened to explode if the humping continued. But she didn't want it to stop. It was as close to actual sex as it could get.

"Oh gawd! Oh gawd!" Annie cried out.

She dug her nails on Jack's back. If she were a werewolf, she'd have ripped that t-shirt to pieces due to his firmly she was clinging to it.

"Don't you dare cum!"

"But I can't...I can't hold it-"

Jack quickly unglued himself from the female, taking with him his glorious driller that Annie wanted to cum to.

It was torture to him as well, but he wanted to be in control. What better way to show his dominance than cutting short Annie's pleasure right when she was about to blast from it?

He swung his legs off the bed to sit. With his back to her, he ordered her, "Leave!"

Leave?

Annie questioned in her head for her mouth could only pant after the rigorous activity.

When she failed to respond, Jack took the initiative to leave. He opted for the bathroom where he could peacefully take care of his aching member. A few strokes were all that he needed. That damned dry hump had sent him to the edge as well.

I'd like to ask y'all to check out a book called Twisted Desire by mainly_annie.
TIA
If you feel like reading further ahead(chap40), head over to Patreon or Ko-fi under the same username. ❤️❤️