Arda’s breath hitched as Gillow’s countdown continued, his voice a dark promise of both pleasure and discipline.
"...three...four..."
Her fingers twitched against her skin, every muscle in her body screaming to move, to clutch onto him, to anchor herself against the storm he was unraveling inside her.
At thesame time, she wanted to protect herself from his sight because she was shy and self conscious at that moment. But then he had threatened to punish her and she didn't want to test him.
Arda let out a shaky breath, forcing herself to obey as she let her hands fall to her sides.
"Five." Said Gillow, his eyes narrowing at her. Her breath caught in her throat. "Too late." He said. "Turn over. I'm going to spank you for wasting time."
"No, please." Her voice was soft. "I took my hands
