He noticed what I was attempting to do and grabbed my hips, stealing them.
“You don’t have permission to do that,” he said, voice low and laced with menace. “You need to be punished.”
I didn’t realize I was nodding until I was already doing it. Yes, I thought, please punish me! Please!
Swallowing, I said, “I accept my punishment.”
“Damn right you do,” Caleb replied, bringing his hand back and s******g me.
A groan left my lips. This actually hurt, my skin tender and stinging, but it also felt good. He smacked my ass again, a third time, a fourth, and my skin screamed at the assault. I threw my head back and moaned before I grew weak and slumped forward onto Caleb.
His arms wrapped around me, folding me into a hug, before he suddenly stood. Caleb’s arms were like a vice around my own a
