Total pages in book: 187
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
He’s completely insane.
Still, I grab the handle, the blade much heavier than mine as I rip it out of the cracked wood. I clutch it tightly, slowly walking toward him while keeping a careful eye so I don’t misstep.
And then I strike.
He swiftly grabs my wrist and twists my hand until it hurts, and I drop the knife. Right into his other hand.
“What did I tell you?” His voice is low, gruff, almost like he’s warning me not to overstep his boundaries. “You can’t win this game.”
He pulls me to him and lifts me from the floor, only to throw me over his lap.
“What are you doing?”
He slides his calloused hand underneath my blue dress. “Giving you the punishment you deserve.”
“Let go of m—”
THWACK!
A sharp pain hits my ass cheek, and I yelp.
I try to shove myself off him, but he holds me steady with one hand. “Stay.”
Another hit to the other ass cheek almost has me flying off the bed.
Oh my God … He’s actually spanking me.
CALEB
“What the hell is wrong with you?” she hisses.
I know exactly what the hell is wrong with me.
This girl.
This girl right here who couldn’t keep her hands off my beautiful car, that’s what.
I spank her again, and each of her cries gives me pleasure.
God, I’m really just as fucked up as she said I was, but I don’t care. I need her to feel my rage.
“What the f—”
I slap her again. She keeps thinking she can fight back, but she already lost the moment she started playing. And it’s about time I silenced her pretty little mouth.
My fingers slide underneath her panties, and I rip them off. “What did I tell you about these?” I hold the destroyed panties in front of her face. “Stop wearing them, or I will keep destroying every single pair.”
I slap her ass again, and her back arches from the sizzling pain, her mouth opening wide to let out a cry. Instead, I stuff the panties inside and clamp her mouth shut.
“Quiet, little slut, or your friends might hear you,” I groan.
I gently pet her sweet little ass, rubbing her skin to prepare her for what’s to come.
All she’ll feel is the burn of my strikes.
“You’ve been a naughty fucking girl.”
I slap her again, this time gentler than before but still harsh enough for her to bite down into her own panties.
“This is your punishment for destroying my car.”
THWACK!
My hand comes down on her ass again, leaving a fine handprint.
“Asshole,” she muffles through the panties.
She thinks insulting me is going to save her? Wrong.
The next hit is sharper, and she thrashes around again, but I keep her steady with just the palm of my hand on her back.
“You can’t escape this, Crystal,” I say, rubbing her sore ass. “One way or another, you will pay for what you’ve done.”
THWACK!
Her skin burns underneath the palm of my hand. Another hit makes her yelp against the panties in her mouth, and my hard-on twitches in my pants from the sound.
“Fight me, and I’ll only spank you harder,” I warn.
My hand comes down on her other ass cheek again, her skin reddening under my touch. Her ass looks so nice covered in my handprint.
I rub the spot to soothe her pain, but only for a moment. She’ll need to learn to savor these seconds.
“What do you want?” she asks, her voice sounding more desperate with every passing second.
I lick my lips and slide my hand across her ass. “I want you to lie here and take it like the bad girl you are.”
THWACK!
Her toes curl against the bedding, and she shoves her knees into me, but it doesn’t faze me one bit.
I spank her faster and faster until there’s barely any break, and each one of my strikes produces a louder moan. I’m relentless, swatting her pretty little ass with a flat hand until I can see a clear outline.
Until I know for sure my mark, this lesson, will stay with her for days.
“Please …” she murmurs.
My hand hovers right above her skin.
Good God.
The sound of her voice just now.
Pleading with me.
Begging for mercy.
I didn’t think there was anything I could ever want from a girl, yet …
My hand slowly dips down between her thighs. She tenses up as I circle around, sliding two fingers up and down her slit.
She doesn’t strike me as a girl foolish enough to go up against three of the most dangerous guys on campus. She knows what people say about us. That we’re murderers who take no sides, devils in disguise who play for whatever team they fancy. We don’t fucking play by the rules.
She followed me, and after the harsh warning I gave her, she still keyed my car.
There has to be a reason behind her madness. And I want to find out what it is.