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“Then I’m going to enjoy punishing you quite often,” he growled.
I stilled. Before, the idea of him spanking me again had all been conjecture, some weird thing my mind had just decided to do without my consent. But now it was real.
“You’re going to… what?” I whispered. I didn’t know why I was surprised. Maybe a part of me had hoped that I was crazy, and I’d just imagined the whole belting scene, or maybe I just wanted to deny that it had happened in the first place, but right now, my whole body was swirling with heat, and nothing I could do or think would make it any better.
“I think I’m going to handle you a bit differently than I did last time,” he mused, and for some reason, the way he said it made my heart quiver with anxiety. What did he have planned?
My mind did a somersault, flipping ahead of me and coming up with a thousand different scenarios, all of them starting with a spanking.
With a quick maneuver, his hand slid to the back of my neck, and he yanked me away from the wall. I crashed into his chest as he took several steps backwards until the bed met the backsof his legs. He sat down and pulled me between his thighs by the waistband of my jeans and all my choices rushed back to meet me head-on in that single moment.
This was real. This was actually happening.
I didn’t know why, but I didn’t even lift a finger to fight him as he unbuttoned my jeans and slowly lowered my zipper. My hands didn’t rise to bat his away and my legs were locked in place as he pushed my pants down my hips to reveal the little lacey pink panties beneath. I didn’t outwardly show it that much, but at heart I was a girly girl that liked pretty things, especially when it came to my underwear.
Now Caelum had gotten to see them twice.
His gaze lingered on my panties, and then his fingertips drifted across the lace hem, just glancing against my bare flesh beneath it. A fiery tingle of pleasure raced straight to my core, and I had to do everything in my power to not pitch forward from the sheer intensity of it.
It wasn’t supposed to be like this.
“It was very naughty of you to run off like that again,” he breathed.
“I know,” I whispered.
For a moment, he remained quiet, tracing his fingers back and forth, teasingly slow. My core spiraled like an ever-tightening coil, tense and hot and tingling with desire. My pussy clenched, and I finally faced the fact that my panties were soaked through with my own arousal. I shifted from one foot to the other as his touch taunted me, and I closed my eyes, my every sense zeroed in on his fingertips sliding back and forth across my bare flesh.
Before, when he’d caught me in the woods, he’d felt wild and practically feral. This time, he was in complete control, almost as if he wanted to savor every second of whatever was happening, and that was both comforting and terrifying in the same breath.
I should be fighting. I should be pulling away or saying something, anything really.
But I didn’t.
Instead, I just stood there and opened my eyes again, enjoying the feeling of his touch brushing across my skin. Without a word, he deliberately slid his fingertips beneath the hem of my panties and pulled them down, inch by painstakingly slow inch. A startled gasp flew free from my lips, almost as if I didn’t want to admit what was happening, that at least somewhere, deep down, there was a part of me that was willing, and I didn’t want to admit the existence of that shameful part of me just yet.
Probably not ever.
His gaze remained locked with mine the entire time. The wet fabric stuck to my pussy, and he had to tug it a little to separate it from my flesh. A rush of heat caressed my cheeks, and I couldn’t help but look down at the floor as I grappled with the shame of that singular moment. Almost as if he wanted to draw out my shame even further, he pulled my panties down in such a way that the gusset was fully displayed, and I had to turn away and look down at the swirling design of the carpet beneath my feet. It was too late though. I’d seen it.
It was soaked through.
“Look at me, Kaci,” he murmured, and my eyes jerked back to his of their own accord. Staring into his eyes, I lost myself for a long moment in the flecks of blue and silver. The ring aroundhis pupil was a captivating glittery silver, and it deepened to a rich sapphire blue around the rim. Colors flittered in waves, and I found myself caught up in the tide, drawn into the desperate danger of drowning within them.
His gaze held mine for a long moment before he allowed it to drop down to my pussy. My face flared red hot as my mouth opened and closed. Nothing came out except for a soft gasp as I grappled with the fact that he was looking at me there. It didn’t matter that he’d eaten me out before. This seemed like he was looking at me for the first time. A deep sense of shameful arousal ripped through me, the power of it enough to make me stagger forward just a little bit.
“Last time, I rushed to look at this pretty pink pussy, but I don’t think I’m going to do that today,” he said, his voice a captivating drawl of hoarse arousal all of his own.
He stared at me there for a long time.
His piercing gaze, normally commanding and intense, now held a softness and curiosity, revealing a side of him I hadn’t seen before. The lines of his brow relaxed. His lips, which had claimed mine with fierce determination only moments ago, now curved into a gentle and enigmatic smile.
“It’s such a beautifully wet pussy,” he observed out loud, and a shiver of desire surged right to my core.
Why did he have to point it out like that? Why did that make my clit throb with the crescendo of my embarrassment?
As I caught my breath, a realization washed over me like a wave crashing against the shore. Caelum was in complete control, his passion and longing tempered by a steely resolve that spoke of a deeper understanding. It was clear that he wasn’t driven solelyby primal instincts; he had a plan, and for the moment, I was the one in the dark.
Anxious and deeply aroused, I fiddled with my hands before his fingers wrapped around my waist and forcefully tipped me forward so I landed over his knee. My hands reached out to stop my face from hitting the floor, but before I could scramble backwards or try to escape, his other leg landed over the backs of mine while his hand wrapped around my hips and locked me into place.
