Chapter 84

There’s a commanding edge to his voice now, and I shudder, imagining what he’s going to do to me. The heat and authority in his tone make my body clench with desire.

I may have started this, but I can’t deny I want Marcus to finish it. I want to succumb to his orders, to let the pleasure of submission soften and soak me. And I know that to get through this, he needs to take control.

He does, thank God.

“You’ve been naughty,” he says playfully, giving me a light smack on the ass. “Very naughty.” This time he spanks me again, harder, several times.

I cry out in pain and pleasure, moaning shamelessly as he rubs my aching bottom, then slides his hand between my legs and thrusts his fingers into me, rough and sure.

I tense around him, wanting more—and thank God, so does Marcus. I feel his glans press at my entrance. He grips my hips and holds me as he pushes inside. Gently at first, then harder, until his thrusts turn frantic and fierce.

I bite my lowe