He lifts his hand and stings my other cheek.
“Two.”
I don’t know if I’m going to be able to handle all ten of these. A flash catches my attention.
You know, if any of these fuckers are recording this, I’m going to personally track down every one of them and kick them in the nuts. And have Kenz record it. I lift my head as Luke rubs my ass again. I see the flash of someone’s camera and turn in time to see Jack snatching the guy’s phone and deleting the pic.
Luke brings his hand down on the first cheek again. I bite my lip to stop from crying out.
“Three.”
No break and he claps the second one.
“Four.”
I mean, they could have done a lot worse than spanking in the cafeteria, right? It stings, but it doesn’t feel all bad, which is a little alarming. Especially when he rubs his large hand over the satin of my underwear. Edging closer to my center.
My breath catches. Oh, shit, liquid heat pools low in my belly.
I duck my head as a fresh wave of embarrassment slides through me. That small, little horny bitch rears her head. Fuck, I think I like the feel of his hand on me. Maybe I just like any touch after being deprived my whole life.
“Five. Six.”
I bite my lip to keep in the moan that tries to edge out as he rubs the pain away. I feel like a fucking hypocrite.
“Seven. Eight.”
I’m panting from all of this. I’m not sure if it’s the lack of air as my breasts are pressed against Luke’s thigh or the warmth between my legs. I can blame the blood rushing to my head for the redness in my face, since I’m practically hanging upside down. And not from being turned on from being spanked in front of most of my classmates. Add that to my mortification.
I grip his firm leg so tight and I can’t help but wiggle a little to relieve some of the ache. My lip will bleed if I keep biting back the charged moans trying to escape.
“Ready for the last two?” Luke slips his finger along the edge of my panties. A gasp escapes me at the heat that flows through me from his touch. This isn’t fair. It shouldn’t feel that good. “Are you going to obey, Harper?”
I try to nod.
“I can’t hear you.” The slight laugh in his voice makes my stomach drop.
“Yes,” I push out between my lips.
“Nine. Ten.” The crowd shouts loud enough to cover the moan that leaks out of me.
My skirt covers my sore backside, and then Eli is behind me, lifting me to standing. He wraps an arm around my middle, and suddenly I’m grateful for the touch of a horseman. I’m not sure my legs will hold me upright. I try not to curl into his warmth and the shelter he offers. Somewhere to hide from all the eyes. Even though he’s one of the reasons I’m humiliated.
I keep my eyes down, not willing to meet anyone’s gaze. The bell rings and everyone filters out.
Luke stands and steps in front of me. He puts a finger under my chin to tilt my face up to his and studies my red cheeks beforeleaning down next to my ear. My back presses to Eli, but I can’t get away from Luke.
“I could smell your arousal, unicorn. Tangy and sweet.” His lips touch my ear as he speaks. “I wanted to taste it. Dip my tongue in and devour you. Then sink my cock into your quivering cunt until you come all over me while screaming my name. But it will have to wait.”
My breath catches in my throat and the heat between my thighs is almost too much, but I try to maintain a straight face. I can’t give them a reaction. That’s what they want. They want me to break down and cry. Or throw myself at their feet for mercy. Or beg them to take me and make me theirs. All of theirs.
I inhale and hold his gaze. Daring him to do his worst.
Because guess what, bitches? It’s going to take more than a few swats to make me fold.
CHAPTER 4
The Answer
