Chapter 12

• “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.