“Hardy ordered me to bend over his desk. Without thinking twice, I obeyed him. I leaned myself forward, placing my hands on the hard surface. Naked from head to toe, I felt deeply exposed under the scrutiny of his stare. I had never been more turned on in my entire life.”
Luke reads his own words out loud like Hardy ordered. The self-consciousness of sharing his own writing makes the previous embarrassment show up again. That thought flies out the window as soon as Luke receives the first blow.
The strike catches Luke unprepared. Hardy is standing behind him, far away from his line of sight. He only registers the act the moment the hardcover of the textbook hits his very vulnerable, very bare ass.
Luke gasps, pain crashing into him sharply. He shifts the weight on his foot as he squirms
