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She was bent over the edge of the bed in that tiny Andheri flat, soft yellow light from the window catching the curve of her ass. Riya’s hands gripped the sheets, breath already shaky. I stood behind her, palm resting heavy on one warm cheek, feeling the heat of her skin under my fingers. I started slow. Open hand, firm but controlled, landing right in the centre of her left cheek. The sound cracked through the quiet room. Her body jerked forward a little and a soft, startled moan slipped out. I watched the faint pink bloom across her skin and did it again, same spot, a little harder this time. The second slap made her push back into my hand instead of away. “Stay still,” I said, voice low. My other hand slid up her back and closed around the nape of her neck, holding her in place. Then I switched sides. Right cheek this time. Harder. The jolt went straight through her and I felt her thighs press together. Another slap. Then another. I kept a steady rhythm, alternating, watching the way her ass started to glow a deeper pink under my palm. Every impact made her wetter. I could already see the slick shine between her thighs when I paused and ran two fingers through her folds. She was soaked. I cupped one warm cheek, squeezed hard enough to leave white marks, then leaned down and sank my teeth into the soft flesh just below where my hand had been. Not hard enough to break skin, but enough that she cried out and her hips jerked. I bit again, higher this time, closer to the centre, sucking the skin between my teeth while my palm came down on the other side. The mix of sharp sting and the deep pressure of my teeth made her legs shake. I pulled back, spit a little on the bitten spot, then slapped right over it. The wet sound was louder. Riya’s voice broke into a long, broken moan. I kept going—palm, palm, bite, palm—until both cheeks were hot and marked, her skin burning under my touch. Every time I struck her she got wetter, dripping down the inside of her thighs. My cock was rock hard, pressed against her hip, leaking against her skin. I slid two fingers into her without warning. She was so open and slick that they sank in easily. I fucked them into her while my other hand kept spanking the same tender spot over and over. The wet sounds of her cunt mixed with the sharp crack of my palm. She pushed back onto my fingers, chasing more, and I bit down on the soft underside of her ass again, hard enough that she sobbed my name. “Feel that?” I murmured against the heated skin. “That’s what you get when you keep teasing me all day.” Another hard slap landed. Her walls clenched around my fingers and a fresh rush of wetness coated my hand. I pulled my fingers out, slick and shining, and slapped her one last time right across both cheeks at once. The force made her cry out and collapse further onto the bed, ass raised, legs trembling, cunt dripping onto the sheets. I stood there for a second, just looking at the red marks my hands and teeth had left, listening to her try to catch her breath. Then I gripped both cheeks, spread her open, and lined myself up.