~~Amber~~
"What are you doing to me?" I asked, my voice low as I felt his hand trail across my chest.
"What does it look like?" he said, rough, almost like a growl against my ear.
That’s when my eyes snapped open—wide, confused, and burning.
I jolted but felt my back slam harder against his chest.
We were in the bathtub.
Together.
Hot water steamed around us, stinging my skin like punishment.
A napkin was clutched in his hand—he was scrubbing me. Not gently. Not kindly.
Like he was trying to erase something.
"I want to go back outside," I croaked, shifting, my body struggling to sit. “I want to continue my punishment.”
His arm tightened around me before I could rise. “You’re so damn stubborn,” he hissed. “That’s why you deserve every punishment I give you.”
My breath caught. My
