“W…What are you doing Grace?” Xander moved toward me, his expression dark.
“I want to be a little fun. My mate likes me when I am fun.” I smiled innocently at him.
I was still backing out, and he was marching slowly toward me.
“This is not fun, Gracie. This is called being naughty. And trust me you don’t want to know how I would punish you.” he growled.
A wave of pleasure ran down my whole body thinking about the ways Xander could punish me for being naughty.
“Maybe I want to be punished,” I said with a sultry voice and winked at him.
When I was sure I was going to flash him, he came and covered me with his suit jacket.
“We are going to talk once we reach home,” he whispered in my ear.
“We don’t need to. I know different ways to use my mouth, and I know you would love those ways.”
