3 - Punish MeSummerHoly shit. My body trembled, his warm, firm hand finally holding me and spanking me like I wanted. I had been eyeing his veiny hands—sue me, I love masculine hands—and imagining them wrapping around my neck, sucking on his fingers, and moaning when he fucks me with them. I was at my limit, and finally he touched me. I arched my back and looked over my shoulder with a small smirk. “Maybe this is what I wanted all along, Sir,” I said, my voice soft and sultry. “Punish me.”A small gasp escaped my throat when he wrapped his hand around my hair, tugging it until I was forced to look in the mirror across from us. My hair fell in waves around us, and I shivered at the sight of him fully clothed in his suit and me naked. Light fell over his sharp, handsome face
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