Chapter 28

Gianna POV

Brad lifted my dress. His palm connected with my ass once again. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed in the room. 

“Ouff.”

Another spank.

“You want to do it?” I asked. Was he going to bend me over this pool table and plough into me?

Brad paused. His rough hand slid down my throbbing butt. He stepped back when I turned around to face him he cupped the sides of my breasts, his eyes boring into me.

“What are you—”

“Shh…” 

He moved closer, bending me backwards until I was sprawled on my backface on the pool table. Brad moved his hands down my breasts like a paintbrush on a canvas. He rested his palms on my hips.

“I’m not going to do anything until you beg for it?”

“What?” I blasted.

“Stay down Gianna,” Brad ordered.

Stunned by his order I lowered myself and blinked at the ceiling. This guy had to be joking.

The corners of his lips curved into a devilish grin. “Remember when you swore n