Chapter 33: Extreme Punishment {R18}
She pulled back from our kiss, breathless. Her lips were trembling, face flushed a deep red, and her palm pressed gently against my chest, feeling the rapid beat of my heart.
Her gaze wandered over me—my face, my body, and the way I looked at her. There was a wild glimmer in her eyes, something untamed, something... desperate.
It was as if something inside her had snapped. She could no longer restrain herself.
Her voice dropped to a sultry whisper, low and dangerous.
"I'm going to punish you," she said, lips brushing my ear. "I'm going to...Fuck you."
I blinked, stunned.
Punish me?
Before I could speak, she looked down at me, her expression shifting from desire to exasperation—like I was a clueless fool.
Then, without warning, her hand slid lower, grasping me through the fabric.
I gasped, squirming at the strange but not unpleasant sensation.
Her expression darkened with hunger, like a predator ready to devour her prey.