“Oh my God. I stopped texting him,” she backpedals.
She moves to stand, and I tighten my grip on her nape to hold her in place.
“Understood?”
“I’ll talk to whoever I want!”
The leather whistles through the air.Smack.
“Ethan!”
It’s fast, not cruel, nothing more than a sting on her fine ass, and I’m instantly rock-hard.
I raise a brow, belt poised. “Try again.”
“Okay, I understand. I won’t text him.”
“Pull your underwear down.”
She hooks a finger in the waistband and tugs her underwear to her mid-thigh. An unmistakable wet spot darkens the center. “How many?” she whines.
“Do you like Reece paying attention to you?”
“At least someone does,” she says under her breath, then adds, “When you’re not.”
“That fucking mouth. You enjoy pissing me off, don’t you?”Smack.The leather slaps her ass harder, and her skin blossoms a glorious shade of red that makes my cock throb. “Answer me. Do you like him paying attention to you?”
Her eyes sparkle with mischief, a taunting dare glinting within their depths. “Maybe.”
I shake my head. This fucking girl. I slap her other ass cheek, alternating sides, and she bites her bottom lip.
“You wanna repeat that? Do you like him paying attention to you?” Silence.Smack. “You gonna tell me?”Smack.“Tell me how much of a spoiled fucking brat you are.”Smack.
“Yes!” she finally yells, cheeks flushed. “He makes me feel better.”
Her answer is no surprise. Reece is yet another man who lives to spoil her. I guess it’s my job to add some control and discipline into this dynamic.
I rip her panties down to the floor, helping her step out of them. “Spread your legs.” Of course, she refuses.Smack. “Goddamn it, Aurora. Spread. Your. Fucking. Legs.”
She obeys, and I get a full view of her bare, glistening cunt, wetness slicking her upper thighs. Unable to resist, I drop the belt and slide two fingers through her soaked slit. Her head falls to the counter, and she whimpers.
“Always so wet.” I circle her swollen clit. “Do you like being punished by me?”
“No,” she replies through clenched teeth.
My stubborn girl.
I flash her a wolfish grin and slap her pussy. “Your dripping cunt says otherwise. Try again. You like it when I redden this ass?” I caress my palm over her heated skin.
She hides her face in the crook of her arm. “Yes,” she mutters.
“Look at me.” I release her neck to wrap her ponytail around my fist and force her gaze to mine in the mirror. “Do you like it when I redden your ass?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Even with her sarcastic tone, my cock is about to burst through my pants.
“Good girl.” I return my fingers to tease her clit. “Who’s in charge here, Aurora?”