Chapter Twelve “So sweet.” He pressed a kiss to the spot beneath my ear. “The way you same my name, I don’t think I’ll ever grow tired of it. Say it again.” He ordered. “Spencer.” I bucked my hips, rubbing myself against him as I repeated his name over and over until I felt my body tighten up. My vaginal walls clenched around nothing, but I was so close to the edge. Almost as if he could sense it, his fingers tightened on my hips. Holding me still, stopping me from seeking the pleasure that I so wanted to feel. “No, you’re not coming yet. Sweet Andreena.” He said and I let out a growl of my own, tightening my fingers into his hair and he moaned at the pleasure and pain. “Do it again and I’ll take you over my knee before I f**k you hard and fast.” “Spencer.” I whimpered. I had never ha