24 - Spoiled Brat
Emma
I held my breath when his hand tightened on the back of my neck, goosebumps erupting all over my body—
“Oh,” I gasped, the burn of the pain against my skin registering before it spread between my legs. I looked over my shoulder, “Cillian, what the f**k are—mm.”
I had to bite my lip when he spanked my ass again on the same spot, my legs trembling. His hold on my neck was firm. I couldn’t escape or pull away if I wanted to.
“Are you going to be a spoiled brat or listen to me, Doll?” Cillian asked, his hot breath fanning over my ear, making me shiver.
My hands turned into a fist hearing his deep voice. He was so close that I could smell his sexy cologne. I pushed my hips back, smiling over my shoulder as I met his clouded dark eyes.
“Why should I listen to you
