

"Get up" he said to her as they watched TV on the couch, she wasn't fast enough for him "did I stutter?" he growls out as she rose up, he spun her around and laid the largest hand print she'd ever felt on her ass, barely a flinch, barely a flicker of an emotion crossed her face "are you being defiant?" He glared at her, "do I have to hit you harder?" A smirk flicks across her lips, tempting him, he winds up again and this time when skin connects to skin she lets out a gasp.