Chapter 11

“Hello, my little rebel,” Rafael whispers into my ear, his voice a sultry murmur that sends a shiver down my spine. “Did you really think I would let you go unpunished?” His words stir an intense thrill within me, my heart pounding not from fear but from the excitement of what’s to come.

He steps back, his breath warm against my ear, and waits with a controlled, expectant calm. “Pull down your jeans and underwear, and put your ass out,” he instructs. I turn slowly, trying to catch a glimpse of his expression, but his face is impassive, so I comply with his command, my movements tinged with both anticipation and nervousness.

Suddenly, I feel something cool and foreign between my legs. Looking down, I see a sleek, black butt plug, its smooth surface gleaming under the faint light. Rafael’s fingers expertly rub it against my core, and I feel the heat and moisture pooling at its contact. Even without the plug, his warm hands on my waist are enough to make me drip with desire