Draya
Chase’s hands were everywhere the second the cuffs clicked open, his fingers wrapping around my throat with just enough pressure to make my pulse race. I moaned into his mouth, my body already aching for him again, the heat between us electric.
“f**k, Draya,” he growled against my lips, his voice rough with need. “You think you can tease me like that and get away with it?”
I grinned, my hands clawing at his chest. “Maybe I wanted to see what you’d do.”
“Oh, I’m gonna show you,” he said, his eyes dark and dangerous. He flipped me over in one swift move and pushed me onto the bed so my ass was up, my face pressed into the sheets. “Like this?”
“Yes,” I gasped, arching my back and pushing my hips toward him. “Do it.”
His hand came down on my ass in a sharp smack that made me yelp,
