She yelped, as his hand contacted hers, and she froze, baffled for a moment. Had he actually hit her? The moment of shock fled as his hand began to caress her, and she moaned, shuddering. She pressed her fingers against herself, slick with arousal, and gasped. moaning with each moment her breathing produced, as his voice caressed her, admonished her and loved her. She shuddered beneath his palm, and slid her fingers across herself, moaning. Her breasts scraped the rough carpet, and her eyes closed, shuddering, ass smarting from where he had hit it.