Page 68 of Savage Hearts

“You think spankings are only reserved for punishments when you’re little? You don’t see the enjoyment of it?” In my opinion, those kinds of punishments should only be for adults.

I didn’t see the point in punishing children that way. But with my woman… fuck, yeah.

She shot me a disgusted look. “Enjoyment?”

“Lots of women enjoy a little spanking during sex. And some even like it as a punishment. It’s a kink, no doubt about it, but I don’t think it’s one you should judge—” I let my eyes roam down to her bare legs, the pale skin of her thighs affecting me more than I cared to admit. “Not until you try it.”

Before she could retort, I pushed her down and positioned her over my lap.

She wiggled, struggling to get free, and I pressed my hand down the small of her back to keep her still.

“Let go of me, you sadistic bastard!”

I laughed and slid her shirt up, baring her naked ass to my gaze. Just as I suspected, she had gone to bed with nothing more than a T-shirt.

She stilled when I cupped one ass cheek, squeezing a little.

“W-what are you going to do?” she asked.

“Don’t sound so worried. This isn’t a punishment,” I murmured, running my rough palms over the supple flesh. My cock hardened even more, and I knew she could feel it pushing up against her side.

She wiggled and I let my palm rain down on her ass cheek once.

She stilled right away, and I focused my gaze on her, loving the redness that took over her skin.

“Good girl,” I said, soothing away the pain with gentle touches. I wasn’t that much of a monster, after all.

She let out a small breath, and I couldn’t tell if it was in anger, annoyance, fear, ordesire.

Perhaps a combination of all those things.

Mila could deny it all she wanted, but this sweet little cunt of hers didn’t lie.

I was willing to bet the entirety of my empire that if I were to move my hand between her legs, I would find her drenched with need.

My greedy little pussy.

I spanked her three more times. She made small little noises that didn’t sound like protests in my ear, wiggling a bit on my lap, only to still when she felt me on her side.

“Feel good, baby?” I asked, rubbing my palm over her.

“No,” she gritted out.

A moan escaped when my hand glided between her ass cheeks. She was wet.

My cute little liar.

After a moment, I helped her stand between my legs.

She watched me with wary eyes, and I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from smiling.

I stared back at her impassively.

She made me want to throw all my cards on the table with just a single look.

I decided this girl was dangerous, and I needed to be careful with her.

Without saying anything, I lifted the shirt up and off her.

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