Chapter 62

Shantelle’s POV

“Hey!”

He smacked me!

“What are you—”

SMACK.

I started to writhe on him, trying to get away, but the palm on my lower back was like a heavy iron.

SMACK.

“Ow! That hurts!”

“Good. How else will you learn?”

He landed three more hard smacks in quick succession, the sound of them ringing in the air.

A tear leaked out of my eye. I was speechless. He had warned me, but I never expected him to do it. My ass burned, but it wasn’t the only part of my body that was on fire. My pussy ached with heat. I didn’t know if it was the smacking or the fact that he could see, but I was aroused like I’d never been before.

He was right. There was zero chance I’d ever tell anybody about this, or the kiss, or anything that happened before or after.

I winced when he placed his palm back down over one cheek, thinking he was about to dish out some more of his punishment, but instead, he pressed my nipples hard.