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He was going to punish me. Again.
“But I…” I tried.
“Answer me, little girl, or am I going to have to put you in the corner when I take you back upstairs?” he asked while raising a single brow.
I opened my mouth, my tongue as dry as cotton. I’d never felt smaller in my life, and I couldn’t help stepping from one foot to the other, my nervousness billowing over every inch of my body like a fog in the early morning light.
“You said you’d spank me,” I finally whispered.
“It was more than that, naughty girl,” he warned.
“With your belt,” I said, my bottom lip quivering just the slightest bit.
“That’s right.”
“I don’t want the belt,” I mumbled.
“It’s not up to you, baby girl,” he growled, and the power of his snarl rumbled through me with far more intensity than it should have.
My core squeezed tight with need.
I looked around, suddenly feeling trapped despite the fresh air, desperately trying to figure out if there was anywhere that I could run or hide to escape whatever came next and he shook his head.
“Don’t even think about running, naughty girl, not unless you want me to drag you into the kitchen and get a wooden spoon instead,” he threatened.
As Maxim’s hands moved slowly to his waist, my breath hitched in my throat. He began to unbuckle his belt with deliberate, unhurried motions, each click of the buckle resonating like a warning bell in the silence of the night.
I watched, frozen with nervous arousal, a tangle of nerves tightening in my stomach as he folded it in two and let it hang at his side.
This was really happening.
There was no escaping now.
The realization made my knees weak.
“Now, Riley, you’re going to strip. I want every inch of clothing off your body before I march you upstairs and mark that defiant little ass with my belt.” Maxim’s voice was steady, his tone leaving no room for argument.
I didn’t obey right away, too startled to say anything in response. He couldn’t mean that, right?
That meant that I would be naked.
Outside…
And not just a little naked, like when he had pulled down my panties while I was still over his knee.
A whole lot naked.
Like every inch of me would be naked for what came next.
“Right now,” he added, his gaze fixed firmly on me, his expression daring me to challenge him.
I didn’t have the nerve to do so, but after a moment my hands began to move, almost like they had a life of their own, shakily undoing the buttons of my shirt, one by one, until it billowed open in the cool night breeze.
I shrugged it off and shivered, simply earning a raised eyebrow from him. Reluctantly, I dropped my shirt to the ground, choosing to lower my hands to my yoga pants next. With a nervous shiver, I paused.
I hadn’t really thought this whole escape attempt out. I hadn’t even put on shoes before I climbed down the trellis. Why hadn’t I thought of that? What was I going to do, run out of Maxim’s compound in my bare feet?
Fucking idiot.
