"Gorgeous girl," I rasp, leaning down to close my lips around one of the rosy buds, drunk from the taste of her in seconds. So intoxicated, I don't know how I'll be able to tear myself away from the innocent peaks. Especially when she's at my mercy, restrained. Unable to do anything but accept the pleasure. "Do you like me being in charge, Sadie?"
Her nod is cautious, but her eyes are ablaze. "Yes."
That word out of her mouth, the confirmation that she feels this intense bond between us, too, sends my pulse into a gallop. "Did you enjoy your spanking this morning?"
"Yes," she whispers, her n*****s plumping against my palms.
"I didn't do it because I was mad at you. I need you to know that. I'd never lay a finger on you out of anger."
She peers up at me, like she can see right through
