Chapter 18 Avery
- Whines threaten to break free when Drake finally pulls away to stand. “Which spanking were we on again?” He asks, his hand stroking my flesh.
- “Four.” I answer, my insides melting the longer he teases my delicate areas. “Sir.”
- “Ah, that’s right.” He answers, not giving me time to prepare as the next hit lands with a controlled fierceness.