hurt. It will be intense. Very intense, because I am not
going to let you move. Okay?”
Oh my. This sounds so hot. My breathing is too loud. Fuck, I am panting
already. My inner goddess has her sequins on and is warming up to dance
the rumba. Thank hea一vens I’m married to this man, otherwise this would be
embarrassing. My eyes flick down to his arousal.
“Okay.” My voice is barely audible.
“Choose a word, Ana.”
Oh . . .
“A safe word,” he says softly.
“Popsicle.” I say, panting.
“Popsicle?” he says, amused.
“Yes.”
He grins as he leans back to gaze down at me. “Interesting choice. Lift up
your arms.”
I do as I’m told, and Christian grasps the hem of my sundress, lifts it over my
head, and tosses it on the floor. He holds out his hand, and I give him back
the handcuffs. He places both sets on the bedside table
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along with the blindfold and yanks the quilt off the bed, letting it fall to the
floor.
“Turn round.”
I turn, and he undoes my bikini top so that it falls to the floor.
“Tomorrow, I will staple this to you,” he mutters and tugs on my hair tie,
freeing my hair. He gathers it into one hand and yanks gently so I step back
against him. Against his chest. Against his erection. I gasp as he pulls my
head to one side and kisses my neck.
“You were very disobedient,” he murmurs in my ear, sending delicious
shivers through me.
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Hmm. What are we going to do about that?”
“Learn to live with it,” I breathe. His soft languid kisses are driving me wild.
He grins against my neck.
“Ah, Mrs. Grey. You are ever the optimist.”
He straightens. Taking my hair, he carefully parts it into three strands, braids
it slowly, and then fastens my hair tie to the end. He tugs my braid gently and
leans down to my ear.
“I am going to teach you a lesson,” he murmurs.
Moving suddenly, he grabs me by the waist, sits down on the bed, and yanks
me across his knee so that I feel his erection pressed against my belly. He
smacks my backside once, hard. I
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