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„Punishment?” she asks. „For what?”
„Oh, where to start? How about for making me hard during class? For wearing a skirt and those incredibly sexy stockings. For uncrossing and crossing your legs, as if to invite me in. For acting like a delicious little brat. For playing with fire like that, even though I told you not to.”
„Those were wool stockings to keep me warm, totally innocent,” she teases, and a smile spreads across her pretty face. „But still, I was pretty hard on you, wasn’t I?”
„That’s nothing to be proud of, my little flower,” I warn her.
„I love when you call me that,” she breathes. „I missed it. So much.”
And that’s when I can no longer hold back, and bring my lips onto hers.
That’s where it starts.
Chapter 25
Claire
This kiss is different. It’s not cautious and timid, but passionate and almost vicious. He claims me with such force that I almost lose my balance before he wraps a strong arm around my body, to keep me steady.
He’s so much taller than me, almost lifting me off the ground when he pulls me in to bring me closer and I have to rise on my tiptoes. He tastes of champagne, which brings me back to our first evening together, the night when we were still nothing but two people who were about to go on a kinky adventure together. Before everything was ruined.
But, at least for tonight, I want to go back to what we were before the semester started, and before it was revealed that our relationship is a lot more complicated than we thought it would be.
Relationship. I shouldn’t be calling it that, especially since he made it clear from day one that he wasn’t looking for a girlfriend. I wasn’t looking for a boyfriend either. I just wanted to explore these desires that have been haunting me for years. And now, I can finally do that. His grip on me is everything I ever wanted, a strong man who knows what he wants. A strong man who wantsme.
My heart is hammering with such duress that I’m sure he must feel it beating against his strong chest while our tongues weave around each other.
I can feel his hard length pressed against my belly, and he moans loudly when I rub my body against his.
„Don’t do that,” he warns me.
„Or else?”
I startle when he bites my lower lip, holding it between his teeth, while I freeze under this ominous warning.
He breaks our kiss and puts a little distance between us, fixating on me with narrowed eyes.
„Are you ready to be a good girl for me?” he wants to know.
I’m breathing erratically as I stare up at him while the response is dancing on the tip of my tongue.
But saying it doesn’t seem to be enough. Instead of giving him a verbal response, I decide to go down on my knees before him. I maintain eye contact with him while I slowly sink to the floor until I’m sitting on my heels with my hands on my thighs. I bring my head back into my neck to look up at him.
He looks almost shocked at this demure gesture, and takes a step back, as if he can’t believe what he’s seeing.
„Yes, Sir,” I add, the sound of my voice low but determined.
„Stay there,” he says before he turns his back to me and marches out of the room. I can’t see where he’s going, but judging by the sound of his steps, it seems like he’s walking upstairs with hurried strides.
The cats are still here, and I feel an odd rush of shame wash over me when I look into the piercing green eyes of Pi, who is now watching me from the sofa.
She slow blinks at me, and I slow blink back. I heard that this is a cat’s way to tell you that she likes you.
I hear him coming down the stairs in the entrance area, and my entire body stiffens. My gaze is fixed to the archway that leads into his magnificent living area, and my heart skips a beat when his tall figure emerges.
He’s still wearing his suit pants and a white shirt that hugs his broad frame so perfectly that it must be tailor-made as well. He took off his suit jacket and rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, revealing strong and muscular forearms. He’s holding something in his right hand, something black and leathery that looks like a dog’s leash.
„Is that for the cats?” I ask in horror. He’s not going to chain the cats somewhere while we’re playing, is he?
