Page 50 of Enraptured

“Of course. But I’ll never use it.”

His lips thin. “Never say never. Remember? It’s been a long time since I’ve been here…,” his hand slides down to cup my ass cheeks. I shudder, wondering what wicked delights he has in store for me tonight. Besides, the one time in the dungeon—he’s been reserved. Treating me like glass. Never giving me the painful pleasure ofEl Diablo’shands. I look forward to having them on me again tonight.

“Get on the bed.”

He smacks my ass hard. “Crawl.” I had momentarily stood, forgetting. Crawling the rest of the way to the bed I get in. “On your stomach.” I lay flat, feeling his breath as he stands over me. Something cool and smooth runs down my back than smacks sharply on my crack.

“What is that?”

“A crop I took from the barn.”

“Kinky fucker.”

“Always.”

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