Marcus wasn’t in the mood to be placated. Hard again, he quickly flipped her onto her hands and knees and teased her entrance with the tip of his cock. “You stopped me from taking what was mine. So I’m going to take it now.” He rammed into her. Her muscles clasped him tight as her back arched. He pulled out of her in one long, drawn-out slide, making her feel every inch. Then he plunged back inside. He kept his strokes sluggish, gentle. When she tried pushing back to meet him, he slapped one ass cheek. “No. We’re doing it nice and slow.”
Understanding that he was torturing her for using those exact words on him, Roni glared at him over her shoulder. “What, you can’t spank me harder than that?”