When I didn’t answer, he started rolling his sleeves up. The sight of him exposing his strong forearms sent another course of desire through my veins. I caught sight of a tattoo on his left forearm, my eyes darting away quickly so that my heart wouldn’t race any faster.
Despite the fact I had my panties shoved in my mouth, I could feel a moan tickling the back of my nose as a trace of wetness trickled towards my thighs.
What the hell was going on with me?
Was I lookingforwardto whatever sick punishment he was going to dole out? He could plan on killing me at the end for all I know! Yet here I was, turned on by the image of him rolling up his sleeves!
“Why?” Valentino asked softly, catching my attention once more. “Tell me, Leda. Why did you run?”
I glared at him.Are you serious?How about I don’t want to beowned!
I wanted to go home, go back to my life without my father’s influence. I was just learning how to live without him breathing down our necks, and Lucas Valentino stole it from me before I had a chance to even start enjoying it.
But then again, it really didn’t matter to him why I ran. It wasn’t like he was going to take pity on me and let me go because he liked my answer.
“You are far too hardheaded for your own good,” he muttered as he advanced on me. I stumbled back, the backs of my knees colliding with the bed. The look on his face was positively murderous, and I couldn’t help but wonder if this was it.
Was I looking at my death? Was I really going to die wearing a tattered chemise and with my own panties shoved in my mouth?
“You need to be taught a lesson,” Valentino continued as his body pressed against mine. “For breaking my rules.”
Wait, is that a bulge? Holy shit, that feels huge.
Up close, I could see the tic of his unshaven jaw, the slope of his nose that had clearly been broken once before. His hard eyes were framed by the longest lashes, and my heart did a funny swoop when I looked at them for too long.
What a shame someone this gorgeous was so dangerous.
When his hands gripped my hips, I gasped behind the gag, the electric shock against my bare skin sending my thoughts scattering. He must have felt it, too, for his eyes widened just a hair before I was flipped over, my face pressing into the soft mattress.
“You will learn to obey me,” he said roughly right before my ass erupted from the sting of his hand. Pain bloomed through my body. But something else, somethingdarkand unbidden coiled in my stomach.
The second slap was just as painful as the first, and I was barely able to contain my cry—half a squeal of pain, and the other half a moan against the gag. My traitorous body arched against his touch.
Oh God, I actually liked this! The wetness between my thighs intensified, and when his fingers stroked my ass cheek before he slapped it again, I couldn’t hold back my moans.
He flipped me over so that he might look at me. My cheeks reddened as I saw the look on his face. His hand reached out and I flinched, wondering if he was a man who liked to hit.
But all he did was pull my balled up panties out of my mouth. “Tell me you liked that,” he growled, his own chest heaving.
I didn’t know what to say.Did I like that he spanked me?I had never been spanked before, but the way that my body was dialed up to one thousand right now, I felt like I had liked it far too much. Every nerve fiber was pulled taut, waiting for whatever was going to happen next. I wanted his hands all over me.
Clearly Valentino wanted me as well. I could see it in the stubborn clench of his jaw now, the way that his eyes were bright with heat.
The bulge in his pants was unmistakable. The size of it sent a shiver down my spine. Fear and anticipation and want mixed all at once.
Before I had a chance to say anything, he hauled me against him, his hand grasping the back of my neck roughly as his other hand trailed down to my very core. “Tell me you liked it, Leda. don’t lie to me, or there will be consequences.”
I wasn’t even focusing on anything he said now, his fingers pushing between my legs. My dripping folds gave him the answer before I could.
“Hmm,” he said as his other hand tightened on my neck. “I think I have my answer, but I want to hear it from your lips.”
“Yes…” I breathed.
“Yes, what?” His fingers spread me, daring me to fight him.
“Yes, sir,” I cried out as his thumb pressed against my throbbing clit. I wanted release, and I would do nearly anything to have it.
“Good girl,” He whispered, rewarding me with another lazy circle around my clit. “I wonder what else you like.”