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CHAPTER20
Owen
Toy.
Evie’s face softens at the word. It’s too much to hope, but it’s almost as if she’s finally accepting what’s about to happen. Submitting to this.
To me.
I beckon her with a crooked finger, leading her away from the door. Our eyes are locked as she slowly follows. She doesn’t hesitate, but she twists her hoody in her hands, and her bottom lip twitches as she worries it with her teeth.
“Hold out your hands.”
She gives me a slow blink before obeying, raising her arms out in front of her. I wrap her tie around her wrists, and she lets out a surprised sound when I yank it into a tight knot.
A shaft of moonlight beams in from a gap in the curtains. More light spills from my open bathroom door, bathing the area with a faint, warm glow.
“Open the drapes.”
Her bound hands tremble as she drags the curtains apart.
“Now crack the window, toy.”
The larger rooms in the Walsh House have bay windows with narrow window seats. Mine isn’t padded—I’m not the kind of person who sits reading a book in the window. She has to lean over it to reach the sash. Cool night air spills in from outside—the rustle of trees, a night bird trilling in the distance.
“Aren’t you forgetting something, toy?”
She stands perfectly still for a few seconds before slowly, reluctantly, pulling down the waistband of her sweats.
“Stop playing coy.” I lightly tap her ass with the belt. “The longer you make me wait, the higher you’ll have to count.”
“Count?”
“Did I say you could talk?”
“I need to know what the hell is happening.” She sounds even more nervous now, like she’s starting to realize she has no idea what she’s in store for.
“You’re a smart girl. You’ll figure it out. Now not another word from you, or those ten lashes will become fifteen.”
Her mouth becomes an unhappy crescent, but those lips stay sealed.
“Hands on the seat.”
She glances down at the window seat and slowly places her hands on the bare wood. The seat is low enough that she has to bend considerably to reach it, putting her plump ass in the air.
Moonlight glows upon her naked skin, and a tremor rushes through me. I have an urgent need to see every inch of her ass and legs, so I grab her sweats and yank them down to her feet. She shifts her weight to one side, then the other, kicking off her clothes.
Christ. So fucking obedient.
My cock presses painfully against the front of my jeans, begging to be let out, but I ignore it.
I massage Evie’s buttocks firmly until she’s squirming. When I kick her legs open a little more, she complies without a word. I could spend all night like this, but I’m a man of my word.
Stepping back, I adjust my grip on the belt, twist, and slam it into her ass. Evie’s gasp goes right through me, clutching at the darkness buried so deep inside.
She shoots up to a stand, whirling around as she grabs at the spot I just whipped. “Fuck!”
I tilt my head at her. “One.”
