FREYA POV
"What… what kind of punishment?" I asked
Steve didn't answer me but the corner of his mouth twitched. While, he reached out and wrapped his hand around the back of my neck. His palm was still damp from the shower, He leaned in, forcing my head back until I was looking up at the ceiling lights, then down at him.
"The kind that makes you listen to instruction," he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "When I say hold on and watch, you will watch. When I say stay, you will stay. And you will think before lying next time."
"Steve," I breathed out, my voice trembling.
"Shut up, Freya," he growled.
He moved closer to me, his chest pressing against my back as he circled. His mouth was in my ear, his breath hot. “You will take your punishment,” he said, “until I c*m. A
