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The rough intensity of his voice sends a shiver down my spine and makes my nipples pebble into tight nubs.
Liam doesn’t even look back as he continues striding forward, his shoulders high and tight, his head pointed directly in front of him and unwavering. I pick up the pace to follow him as he makes a couple turns down different halls, leading me to a portion of the building I’ve never been before.
“Uh, where are we going?” I ask as I follow him into a stairwell.
He doesn’t answer, continuing to stomp forward, determination radiating from him. Anticipation tingles up my spine as I wonder what he has in mind.
We get to a level of the building below ground, though it’s not a basement. It looks recently renovated, with some hallways still taped off and tarps hanging from some walls. But some of the rooms I can glance into as we walk past look like brand-new classroom.
Finally, we turn a corner and Liam pulls me into a room. The lighting is dim, filtering through the drawn blinds of a couple windows high on the wall that are just above ground level.
“Why are we here?” I ask.
“Because I know no one else will be.”
I gasp as he grabs me, sitting himself down on a chair and lowering me front-first over his lap.
“You’ve been a very bad girl teasing me with other men’s jerseys, you know that?” he asks, his voice growly with a devious edge to it.
“I know, baby,” I whisper, apologetically. “How can I make it up to you?”
A low, raspy laugh rumbles through him, the vibration of it against me making my stomach clench.
“We’re beyond you making it up to me,” he growls. “At this point, you need a punishment.”
Tension and anticipation build up at the base of my spine. “Punishment?” I ask, my voice a squeak.
“That’s right,” he answers, his voice husky. A whimper drops from my lips as I feel his big, strong right hand splay on my ass cheek, the rough pads of his fingers sinking into the softness. “That book you let me borrow gave me an idea of just the punishment you deserve.”
Liam raises his right leg so that I bend at an angle that makes my ass feel especially vulnerable. Heat pools between my thighs, my center wet and yearning, anticipation coursing through me.
“I think I need to spank your pretty little ass to teach you a lesson,” he says, the words sounding so unbelievably sexy on his rough, raspy voice that my breath catches in my chest. “What do you think?”
“I think I deserve it,” I respond, the words leaving my mouth in a moan.
Heat pricks at every inch of my skin when Liam grabs a handful of my tights and pulls them down to my knees. My cheeks flush with warmth as I feel utterly exposed, lying prone on his lap.
He firmly pats my exposed ass with his massive hand, and the sensation makes me yearn for a firmer, sharper contact.
His fingers sink below the fabric of my panties and he drags them down, too. I let out a tiny gasp as the chill of the air stings a little against the wetness of my pussy.
“Fuck, baby,” he groans. “Look how wet you are at the thought of getting punished. You really are a naughty girl.”
“I know,” I whimper, feeling need pulse between my legs.
His calloused fingertips stroke my bare ass one more time before he pulls his hand away. My chest falls at the deprivation of his touch; he doesn’t make me miss it for long, though, as suddenly his hand smacks my ass with a firm strike.
I gasp, the sting of the contact mingling with a shockingly intense arousal. My spine arches, raising my ass higher, practically begging him for the next slap.
It doesn’t take him long to oblige. A moan tumbles from my lips as he smacks my ass again. The sharp sound ringing in the air turns me on so much. “More,” I beg.
He laughs roughly. “If I really want to punish you, maybe I should stop.”
“Don’t you dare,” I whine.
I feel the vibration of his laughter, and then another sharp smack stings my bare flesh, the hardest one yet. The vibration from the contact stimulates my pussy, a wave of pleasure mingling with the most delicious pain I’ve ever felt.
It’s a mix of sensations I’ve never felt before, and when he spanks me again, this time even harder, hot tears pool in my eyes as his palm connects even closer to my throbbing center, both the pain and the pleasure more intense.
