Wicked Neighbor by Sam Crescent Page A

make it pleasurable.”
    He heard her moan, which made him smile.
    “So, let’s get started on hearing you scream.”
Wrapping her hair around his fist, he lifted her head up. The slight pain from
her hair being pulled already had her moaning. Bryan tested the angle, lifting
his hand up while also holding onto her hair before testing her limits. When he
was pleased, he stared down the long line of her neck. There was already a
purple bruise that he’d given her with his lips the other day. He intended to
have many of his marks on her flesh.
    Bringing his hand down, he landed the first blow on
the left cheek, the one nearest him. He was standing on her left side, with his
left hand holding her hair. His right hand held most of his strength.
    He slapped her hand twice more, bringing the count up
to three. She screamed at the last slap, and he rubbed her burning bottom.
“You’re a lovely shade of pink, Charlotte.”
    She panted but didn’t tell him to stop.
    “If you want me to stop just tell me to. I don’t need
special words. ‘No’ and ‘stop’, I’ll listen to them.”
    “I don’t want you to stop.” The words were whispered,
but he caught them.
    Bringing his hand down on her ass twice more, he
plunged his fingers into her sopping cunt. Rubbing his thumb over her clit, he
couldn’t look away from the beauty of her submission. He’d never seen anything
more beautiful in his life.
    “Ride my fingers, baby,” he said. “I’ve never seen
anything more stunning in my life.” He meant every single word he spoke.
    “Please, Bryan.”
    He wiped his fingers over her thigh. “I’m not going to
let you come just yet. I’ve got the paddle yet.”
    Releasing her hair, he grabbed his paddle from the
corner. This was a paddle he’d bought but never once used. It had a good handle
that required a nice firm grip. He tested it on his palm first. The paddle
wasn’t large nor was it small.
    He caressed the smooth side over her ass, watching her
try to push against the wood.
    “I’m going to spank you five times with this.
Remember, tell me to stop.”
    “I remember.” She stopped talking as a scream erupted
from her lips.
    Bryan took his time with the paddle, giving her a chance
to get over each whack. He rubbed the area with the wood after he brought it
down over her flesh.
    She took all five hits of the paddle, and her ass had
gone from a shade of pink to a lovely deep red. Dropping the paddle to the
floor, he removed his jeans, taking a condom from the supply he kept close at
hand. Sliding the latex over his dick, he moved behind her.
    Wrapping her hair once again around his fist, he eased
the tip of his dick at her entrance.
    In one quick, jarring thrust, he seated himself up to
the hilt inside her.
    “Fuck, baby, that’s it, take all of
my dick.”
    Pulling out of her so only the tip remained, he
slammed back in, fucking her over and over again. The bench stayed in place,
locking her down. There was nowhere for her to go. He held onto her, fucking
her harder. With his free hand, he slapped her ass, loving the sound that
echoed around the room.
    “Beg me to fuck you, baby.”
    She screamed and begged for him to fuck her, to let
her orgasm. He pounded inside her pussy relentlessly as he filled her to the
brim. His balls tightened as his orgasm neared.
    Bryan didn’t stop his thrusts, working his dick all
the way into her core. She screamed, cried, and begged.
    When he thrust a final time, filling the condom with
his seed, he heard her whimper.
    Did she expect him to leave her out?
    In the next second he was on his knees, licking her
clit.
    “Come for me, Charlotte. I want to hear you.” He
stroked over her clit, fucking two fingers into her pussy, and with his other
hand, he gathered up some of her cream, working those digits into her ass.
    Fucking both her ass and pussy, he sucked her clit.
    It was too much for Charlotte, and she flooded his
fingers with her release. When he brought her down from her