Chapter 9.
Hot sting loomed over Kira’s body. Her vision blurred and her back arched instinctively.
“Ryker!!!!!” The word slipped past her lips in an ecstatic moan, but Ryker was barely thinking.
His hand moved again, and he landed another spank on her left ass cheek.
Kira felt her p***y clench, her walls tingling gently while her body began to tremble.
Ryker moved his hand to her hair, grabbing some strands and fisting harshly on it before dragging her head backward enough to lift her face off the marble and give her a clearer view of herself in the mirror.
“Why did you leave the house? Who gave you the f*****g right?” He groaned, landing another smack on her ass.
Kira’s butt jiggled, her skin turning red while she trembled.
Her p***y was dripping now, but the only thing she could
