Zara's POV
He rubbed his hand over my ass again, squeezing the heated skin, and then he spanked me once more. The sound was sharp in the quiet night.
“Four,” I counted, my voice coming out softer. I could feel the warmth spreading across my backside, turning into a deep, throbbing heat that made my p***y ache and my n*****s tighten against my blouse.
“This is for volunteering up there like you belonged on that platform,” he said. His voice was rougher now, and I could hear the way his breathing had changed. “You think I didn’t see the way you were watching them? The way your body reacted when she had him in her mouth? You were imagining it, weren’t you? Imagining what it would feel like if it was you bent over like that. ”
He spanked me again, and the sting made me gasp.
“Five,” I sai
