Page 37 of Twisted Proposal

"Two."

Around four, I couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

After six, I couldn't hold back my screams, so I pressed my mouth to the outside of his thigh to muffle them. The only way that this could have been more humiliating was if someone broke in here and saw this.

Or if his fingers were to part my folds and he learned how incredibly turned on I was.

After eight, the last of the chill left my body, replaced by heat that radiated from my core to every nerve ending.

After the final strike, I moved to get off of him, but he held me in place. He slipped his fingers between my cheeks, down to my core, and found out exactly how much I was affected by his heavy-handed control.

Fuck.

"What are you doing?" I demanded, not having the strength to fight him.

"You took your punishment like a good girl, so I'm going to reward you." His fingers slipped even further down, searching for my clit.

I wanted to pull away, but my thighs parted for him and my hips arched up.

"You look so fucking perfect like this," he purred. "My marks on your creamy skin, your pussy glistening with need and so fucking hot. The only thing that would make this better would be if I were to slide my cock into this hot little ass."

"No," I said, yanking my head up as he pressed his thumb to my asshole.

No one had ever touched me there, and from the feel of his cock pressing into my stomach, I couldn't imagine even the possibility.

He was big, far too big for that.

"Let's get this straight right now, little girl. You're mine."

He punctuated his words by sliding two fingers into my pussy. "I'm allowing you to go to school and get your degree. But you're still mine. If I want to take this tight little pussy, or fuck this perfect ass after I punish you, then that is what I'm going to do."

My pussy clenched around his fingers.

I couldn't stop it. The way he took control was just so damn sexy.

He let out a low chuckle, and my cheeks burned.

"Do you want your reward, or do you want to be punished for being a brat?" he asked, curling his fingers and pressing into my G-spot.

"I'll be good," I said, holding back a shudder of pleasure.

He let go of my hair and slid his fingers from my body.

Immediately, I missed them both.

He pulled me up to my feet and without even thinking about it, I made a break for the door.

I was four feet from freedom before he was on me.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his body, gripping the back of my neck.

His lips slammed onto mine in the most intense kiss of my life.

The world around me spun as he demanded my submission, and I gave it to him, opening my lips to his, letting him claim my mouth.

I was right. He tasted like raw power and dark chocolate.

I wanted more, but all too soon, he broke the kiss.