The punishment started as soon as we got to the car. Arthur kept me in his arms, settling me into his lap. His body heat and the wine were turning my skin into an inferno that I couldn’t escape from.
I squirmed in his lap as the heat spread all the way to between my legs. I made a mewling sound deep in my throat when I couldn’t find any friction. Arthur’s arms around me tightened.
“Patience is a virtue, little wolf,” he breathed into my ear and I squirmed some more. I ground myself into his groin, but the angle was wrong. I still couldn’t feel anything. I moaned in frustration.
I twisted in Arthur’s arms, straddling him. I could feel his hard length pushing against his pants now. I rocked over it, finally finding the friction I was looking for. I let my head drop, nestling into the p
