"Jackson, shut up!" Nidia raised her hand, about to slap him again.
In his eyes, she was too weak. Her actions of lying under him, trying desperately to escape was like a drug to him, further fueling his passion.
Nidia's squirming around in his arms, her tantrums and threats to hit him aroused the beast inside him.
The hand holding her wrist grabbed Nidia's raised hand.
Facing one another, he lowered his head and bit into his cigarette gently.
He squinted his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Hit both sides of my face. I'll allow it. But you'll have to let me do more to you after that."
Both of them clearly understood what "more" meant.
"Jackson, why me? You have so many other women you can..." Nidia's sentence was left unfinished as Jackson removed the cigarette from his lips and kissed her again.
She struggled, blushing and shaking her head, squirming about. "No more... mmhh! My lips are numb, really...!"
