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Liam pulled her back, lifted the oversized shirt high, and brought his open palm down hard across her bare ass.

The slap cracked through the quiet living room like a shot. Claire gasped, her whole body jerking forward from the force. A bright red print bloomed instantly across the soft, full cheek.

Before the sting could even settle he delivered a second slap to the other side, just as hard, then a third that made her flesh ripple and bounce. She made a small, startled cry and pressed both hands against the sofa cushions for balance, legs trembling slightly.

He had been holding back for far too long.

His cock had been painfully hard for what felt like hours, thick and heavy inside his trousers, the ache building until it bordered on real discomfort.

Every shy little move she made the dropped glass, the deliberate bend, the way she kept offering herself while pretending it was accidental had only made it worse.

The testing phase of the Claim Protocol was over. He was done pretending. Done letting her lead with hesitant games.

Now he would take her the way a man takes what already belongs to him.

”On your knees.”

Claire’s breath hitched. She hesitated only a second before sliding down onto the floor in front of him.

Her cheeks were already flushed, eyes wide and uncertain, but she didn’t resist. Liam unbuckled his belt with deliberate slowness, opened his trousers, and pushed them down along with his underwear.

His cock sprang free thick, fully erect, the flushed head already glistening with a bead of precum that threatened to drip.

Claire’s lips parted. She stared at it from only inches away, the heavy length casting a shadow across her face.

Liam gripped the base and slapped the thick shaft across her cheek once, then again. The weight of it made a soft, meaty sound against her skin. He dragged the wet head across her lips, smearing the precum over them, before speaking in a low, even voice.

”Stay still.”

He reached down and grabbed both of her soft, heavy breasts through the bunched fabric of the shirt. His fingers sank deep into the warm flesh as he squeezed hard enough to make her whimper.

Then he shoved the shirt higher until her tits spilled completely free full, soft, and heavy, the nipples already tightening in the cool air of the living room.

He took each nipple between his fingers and pinched firmly, rolling and tugging them until they stood stiff and flushed dark pink.

Only then did he take his cock and begin slapping the swollen head directly against them.

The first wet smack against her left nipple made Claire jolt. The second, harder slap against the right drew a sharp little cry from her throat.

Liam settled into a steady, deliberate rhythm, using his cock like a paddle against her sensitive peaks. Each impact made her heavy breasts bounce and sway. Precum smeared across the stiff nipples until they shone.

Claire’s hands hovered uselessly in the air, fingers twitching, as soft, startled sounds kept spilling from her mouth with every slap.

He kept going until both nipples were red, wet, and aching.

Then he pressed her breasts together with both hands, creating a tight, warm channel of soft flesh, and pushed his thick cock up between them.

”Hold them.”

Claire’s smaller hands quickly replaced his, pushing her heavy tits firmly together around his shaft. The moment she had a solid grip, Liam began thrusting.

He fucked the soft breast with steady, aggressive strokes, the flushed head of his cock emerging from the top of her breasts on every upward thrust to tap against her chin and lower lip.

Claire kept her head tilted down, watching with wide eyes as the thick length disappeared and reappeared between her soft flesh.

Spit and precum quickly made everything slick and shiny. The wet, filthy sound of his cock sliding between her tits filled the open living room.

Liam gripped her shoulders for better leverage and increased the force of his thrusts. Her arms trembled from the effort of keeping her breasts squeezed tight enough.

Every few strokes he would pull free just long enough to slap the wet head of his cock against one nipple, then the other, before shoving back into the warm channel she created for him.

Claire’s breathing grew heavier and more uneven. A thin string of spit eventually connected the tip of his cock to her lower lip each time he thrust upward.

When her chest, neck, and the undersides of her breasts were glistening with a mix of spit and precum, Liam finally pulled free.

He pushed her back until she was sitting properly on her heels, then used the toe of his shoe to nudge her knees wide apart. Claire’s bare pussy was already visibly wet, the soft folds shiny and slightly parted.

Liam took his cock in hand and began slapping the heavy length directly against her exposed sex.The first wet smack landed squarely on her clit.

Claire jerked hard, a broken sound escaping her throat. Liam did not lighten the strikes. He set a steady, punishing rhythm, bringing the thick shaft down again and again against her soft, sensitive folds.

Each impact produced a lewd, wet sound and sent a visible jolt through her thighs. Clear strands of her own arousal began clinging to his cock with every slap.

He aimed deliberately for her clit more often than not, watching her legs start to tremble harder and harder.Soon her entire lower body was shaking violently.

Soft, continuous moans spilled from Claire’s open mouth without restraint. Her hands gripped her own thighs as if trying to hold herself steady while Liam continued using his cock to slap her dripping pussy.

The skin of her outer lips had turned flushed and swollen. Her clit looked puffy and overly sensitive each time the heavy head of his cock connected with it.

Only when her legs were visibly unsteady and her moans had turned high and desperate did he finally stop.Liam dropped to one knee in front of her.

He shoved two fingers into her dripping entrance without any warning or preparation. Claire cried out, her upper body falling forward against his shoulder.

The sudden stretch made her walls clench hard around the intrusion. He gave her no time to adjust.

He began fingering her with fast, aggressive strokes, pushing deep and curling hard against the sensitive front wall.

A third finger joined the first two almost immediately, stretching her open further while his other hand started delivering sharp, repeated spanks to her already reddened ass.

The wet, filthy sound of his fingers slamming into her soaked pussy mixed with the crisp crack of his palm against her cheeks.

Claire’s moans turned high, broken, and continuous. Her hips moved helplessly against his hand even as her ass bounced and jiggled under the aggressive spanking.

Liam alternated between using his open palm and the heavy length of his cock to strike her ass, never slowing the brutal pace of his fingers. Her entire body shook.

Tears of pure overstimulation gathered at the corners of her eyes and slipped down her cheeks.

The wetness pouring from her pussy coated his hand and wrist completely and began dripping onto the floor between her knees.

He kept the relentless fingering going until her walls suddenly clamped down in tight, rhythmic pulses.

A rush of clear wetness sprayed around his fingers as Claire came with a trembling, broken cry.

Her legs nearly gave out completely. Liam held her up with his free arm and continued fingering her straight through the orgasm, still spanking her ass, forcing every wave of pleasure to stretch out longer than she could comfortably take.

Only when she was left panting, limp, and twitching against him her pussy still weakly fluttering around his fingers did he finally slow.

Liam pulled his fingers free. They were shiny and dripping with her release. He wiped them deliberately across her soft, heaving breasts, smearing her own wetness over the nipples he had slapped earlier.

Claire remained on her knees, shaking, the oversized shirt still bunched under her arms, her ass marked with overlapping red handprints, her pussy swollen, flushed, and glistening.

He stood up fully.

His cock remained thick and heavily hard only inches from her face, the shaft still wet from her arousal and the earlier titfuck.

Liam looked down at her for a long moment, taking in the tears on her cheeks, the spit on her chin, the way her whole body still trembled from what he had already done.

The main event had not even started yet.

But Claire was already thoroughly marked, thoroughly soaked, and thoroughly ready to take every rough thrust he planned to give her in the Chapter that would follow.