Chapter 81: Punish Me?
Reese
She stood just inside the VIP room, chest rising and falling rapidly, her tiny white dress clinging to every curve like it had been painted on her.
The crimson lighting bathed her skin in a sinful glow, making the fabric even more transparent. Her n*****s were already hard, pressing against the material, and I could see the faint outline of her panties beneath the short hem.
She looked like temptation itself.
And she was all mine.
I stalked toward her with measured steps. Her eyes widened, pupils blown wide with a mixture of nerves, alcohol, and unmistakable arousal. When I reached her, I didn’t speak. I simply cupped her face with both hands and crushed my mouth to hers in a possessive, dominant kiss.
I kissed her like I owned her—because I did.
My
