Kinky Temptation

”My, my,” Lyssandra breathed, completely unruffled, her voice still maddeningly soft and calm. ”Feeling brave all of a sudden, aren’t y—”

Ysabel silenced her with a crushing kiss. It wasn’t gentle nor exploratory but raw hunger unleashed. Her lips slammed onto Lyssandra’s, demanding, devouring. Her tongue forced its way past Lyssandra’s teeth, seeking, claiming. A guttural moan vibrated from her throat straight into Lyssandra’s mouth.

Schlurp! Slurp!

The wet, messy sounds of their kiss filled the room, primal and obscene. Their tongues clashed and battled for dominance, swirling and tasting, slick with saliva.

Lyssandra’s composure lasted mere seconds. Then she was kissing back with equal fervor, her hands coming up to tangle in Ysabel’s hair, holding her tight, meeting every thrust of Ysabel’s tongue with her own.

As abruptly as it had started, Lyssandra tore her mouth away. Before Ysabel could react, Lyssandra used her superior strength. She spun them around with dizzying speed, reversing their positions. Ysabel’s back slammed against the unyielding stone wall hard enough to knock the breath from her.

SMACK! The sharp, loud crack of Lyssandra’s palm striking Ysabel’s bare ass cheek echoed shockingly in the room. The sound was crisp, brutal.

”Ah ah,” Lyssandra clicked her tongue, a wicked grin spreading across her face as she watched the perfect red imprint of her hand bloom instantly on the taut, tanned skin. ”Bad girl. You’ll have to be punished for that little outburst.”

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”It’s alright to let it all out,” Lyssandra cooed between strikes. ”Scream as loud as you want. Weep as hard as you can. Your tears and pain are beautiful.”