Seducing the enemy...again (2)

Angelica

“Fuck, Angelica!” His voice rumbled through the room amid the sensual tune while I pumped faster. My body was trembling and I knew my climax was dangerously close.

“Curtis,” I moaned.

A bang snapped me out of it and when I looked over at him, my jaw dropped. He had pulled the chains off along with the pieces of metal that kept them attached to the back of the chair, and was now using the key to unlock them from his hands. My first instinct was to jump off the couch and flee.

He caught me at the second step and shoved me against the arm of the couch. “You should have run faster.”

I heard the buckle of his belt and then he rubbed my ass with his palm and I didn’t know what to expect.

“I want to spank you so hard for pulling that on me.” He growled, his lips against my ear.

He did just that. His palm landed on my ass, the sting making pleasure course through me. He rubbed the spot he had just spanked to soothe it, right before he landed another smack in the same spot. If