“I can’t help my moan as desire twists and turns inside me. And I try, really try, to think about where I should hit the black with the white. I shift slightly to my right, and he follows me. I bend over the table once more. Using every last vestige of inner strength—which has diminished considerably since I know what will happen once I strike the white ball—I take aim and hit the white again. Christian smacks me once more, hard.
Ow! I miss again. “Oh no! ” I groan.
“Once more, baby. And if you miss this time, I’m really going to let you have it.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Darker