(Not for sensitive readers)
Erica
“Your punishment starts now.”
I stared at him. My eyes went between him and the belt he had wrapped around his fist. The mix of fear and anticipation made a weird cocktail in my veins and my skin felt stretched taut. I wasn’t so sure about this, and yet I didn’t want to stop him.
He stepped closer. His hand came at the back of my neck as his fingers curled around my nape and he pushed my face down on the cushion.
“Wait...” I gasped. I lifted my head to meet his eyes, resisting his hand on my nape. I had thought he would just spánk me and then this time he’d fûck me. But obviously he was improvising as he didn’t have his dark dungeon here to punish me. “Wait... Antonio...” I licked my lips and he gave me a look that clearly said he wasn’t too keen to
