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This wasn’t supposed to turn me on. This was supposed to make me angry, livid even, and it was doing nothing but making my nipples pebble into tight little points. I was blissfully thankful that those were still covered, at least for now. I hoped they would stay that way.
Dante’s hand kneaded my ass, making my core throb and I bit my lip, trying to force myself to stay still and not make a sound. I couldn’t let him know that I was enjoying this and that a deep, dark part of me actually kind of wanted this to happen. And that same part of me had always wanted to know what it would feel like to be put over a man’s knee and thoroughly spanked.
Something was wrong with me. Clearly.
I needed to be committed. Like right fucking now.
This man was a dangerous fucking mob boss, and he was about to spank me. This was humiliating and infuriating and wrong on so many levels.
I shouldn’t actually like it.
My ass flexed when his hand brushed against my bare skin, so light that a tendril of tenacious fire pierced right to my core. I bit my lip harder, tasting blood before his fingers lightly grazed the lower curve of my backside.
“Such a beautiful little thing,” he mused, and I couldn’t help but blush at his compliment. I opened my mouth, but eventually closed it, not knowing what to say so I didn’t say anything at all.
“Marco doesn’t know what he’s lost, but I certainly know what I’ve found,” he continued, and my blush only grew hotter.
A soft smack landed across my right cheek and my eyes widened. It was more surprising than painful. Still, it felt odd, strange even, and my heart began to race.
Maybe I’d overreacted. Maybe he was just trying to shame me into obedience. Maybe it wasn’t actually going to hurt like I thought it would.
Another slap landed against my left cheek, harder this time, and I bit back a yelp.
Then again, maybe I was wrong.
I rocked my hips and the third smack landed on my left side, twice as hard as the first two. I pressed my lips together in a firm line, doing my best to keep quiet, but that one stung more than all the rest. It felt like I’d been stung by a bee, or maybe a thousand of them all at the same time.
It was more than enough to steal my breath away.
He spanked me again and this time, the pain was far more intense. I hummed quietly, taken aback by how much it stung.
This was a punishment for kids, right? I could take it. I would take it and then we would be on our way to wherever these men wanted to take me. Maybe they were right. Maybe they could protect me from Marco and I was just being naïve.
My silent reverie was quickly broken by several much harder smacks and a quiet gasp escaped me before I could stop it.
Then, his hand thrashed the lower curves of my ass, over and over, the smacks raining down on my bare skin, the stinging sensations beginning to build on top of one another. Each new blow added to the sting of the previous ones, thoroughly scalding my bare cheeks until they felt like they were both ablaze.
His hand was unforgiving, and the intensity was rising, becoming more than a mere sting, and quickly rising to a blazing inferno.
Each smack stung worse than the last, the heat from the pain radiating out from where his hand met my ass, spreading and intensifying and soon, it was too much.
“Okay, that’s enough,” I tried. “I’m sorry I hit you! I won’t do it again!”
“Oh, Ellie, I’ve hardly even gotten started,” Dante murmured.
My blood ran cold.
He couldn’t mean that… Right?
“Rafael, please! Help!” I screeched.
I turned my head back and his eyes met mine, the same intense heat burning behind his gaze and my mouth dropped open. It was easy to see that he was loving the show, and for some reason, that realization was doing things to my body that I didn’t understand.
I was getting even wetter, and I couldn’t make it stop.
Dante spanked me harder and that’s when I realized something else. His cock was rock- hard beneath my belly too.
Dante Romano, the most powerful mob boss in New York, was aroused by baring my bottom and spanking me like a naughty little girl.
