—Mabel—
A moan slipped from my lips as he nuzzled my neck, then trailed hot kisses across my collarbone.
“Alec!” I gasped.
He pulled back and searched my eyes. “Say it, that you're sorry, and will never say that again.”
My lips curved into a smirk. Where's the fun in that?
Teasing him all through the day, only to quickly apologize. Not when he was looking dangerously handsome as he asked.
“No,” I mumbled. “I'm not sorry.”
His breath hitched mid-inhale. “You... what?”
“I said, I'm not sorry,” I said, and tried to kiss him, but he leaned back.
“You're desperately begging to be punished...no fear.”
I giggled. “Then stop talking and start punishing, sir. I want to see how far you'll go.”
Alec blinked.
His grip around my wrist slacked for a second, then tightened again.
“Remember y
