Zara's POV
I sat in the passenger seat as Dom drove closer to my dormitory, the city lights blurring past the windows in the late night. My ass still stung from the spanks he had given me on the hood of his car, a deep, throbbing heat that made every shift in my seat send little sparks through my body. The leather pants rubbed against the sore skin in a way that reminded me of his hand coming down again and again, and I could feel how wet I still was, my panties clinging to me with every small movement.
When we were just a block away from the dorm, I turned to him and said, “Drop me off here, a little distance from the building. I don’t want anyone seeing me get out of your car this late.”
He glanced over at me, his eyes dark in the glow from the dashboard. “You sure? It’s late. I can t
