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"I'm confident of it, darlin'," he says, pinching her nipple at the same time as he brings his hand down against her ass.

Mac gasps and squirms a little, unsure if she's trying to get away from his hand or get closer. "Oh my God," she murmurs, taking in a deep breath. God, she loves this.

"Spread your legs wider," he says, slapping her ass again, one cheek then the other. "Lift your ass up."

Mac moves, sliding her thighs apart a little as she does. "Like this?"

"Wider," he says, landing a slap against the top of her thigh. "I want you completely on display for me, darlin. Nothing to hide from me."

Mac isn't entirely sure how she feels about being on display but her body seems to like it if how wet she's getting is any indication. She spreads her legs wider. "More?"

"That'll do for now, darlin'," he says, slapping her ass again. "Not quite as on show as that time when you let me fuck you outside, but gettin' there."

"I'm still not sure why I let you do that to me," Mac says, blushing with the memory.

"Because you were horny and desperate and you really, really like doing what you're told," he says, squeezing her breast, rubbing her nipple between his fingers as he spanks her.

Mac gasps. "And you like telling me to do whatever the fuck you want me to do?"

"What gave me away?" he asks, grinning, pausing to pinch at her reddening skin. "Move your hips for me. Squirm."

Mac hardly needs the order to do that and she does, whimpering the whole time. "Honey, please? I'll be good."

"Not yet," he says, shaking his head and slapping her again. "I want you begging and crying. Offerin' me any damn thing like you did the other night."

Mac remembers how hot that got her and she feels herself flush all over. "Fuck, harder then? A little harder?"

He loves it when she blushes like that and he lands a particularly hard slap across her ass, followed almost immediately by another, tugging lightly on her nipples.

Mac always feels like her mind goes blank when it's like this and she whimpers a little louder, getting worked up. "Please? Oh God, please fuck me?"

"I don't think so, darlin'," he says, slapping her again, pinching her nipples. "Maybe I'll tie you up and play with your cunt and your ass until you want to come so badly that you can't even see straight."

"Don't you want me to come? Aren't I beautiful?" Mac tries, thinking maybe this approach will work.

"Oh, you're beautiful," he says, resting his hand against the hot skin of her ass as he slaps her tits instead. "You know you are. But that doesn't mean I don't like to see you suffer a tiny little bit."

"A lot, you mean. Suffer a lot." It frustrates her to no end to be teased this way but the end reward makes it all worth it. "Please?"

"Sweetheart," he says, landing a smack right between her spread thighs. "This is me goin' easy - you don't know what suffering looks like."

Mac hisses sharply. "Christ, Jackson! That...God, please, I'm begging you."

He grins, tracing one finger along the furrow of her cunt, all the way back to her asshole before he takes it away.

"Don't think so, darlin'. Think I'm goin' to tie you up now."

"Jackson," Mac begs, a little more desperate than before. "Was I really all that bad? It was just some teasing."

Mac is aware that's not the point, just as she's aware this begging of hers is part of the game.

"You've got learn somehow," he says, because he can play this game too. He rubs his finger over her again, from clit to tailbone. "Now. How do I want you?"