Kendra’s POV
He pulled his mouth away from my ear, eyes locking with mine. That cruel smile curved along his lips again, dark and slow, like something feral about to pounce.
“What is it, Kendra?” he asked, his voice nearly a purr. “It’s almost as if… disobeying me like that… you want me to punish you.”
I barely had a second to respond before his hips pressed into mine. Hard. Unapologetic. My breath hitched.
I could feel his hard c**k.
All of it.
I kept my face blank, masking the flutter in my chest with a sharp roll of my eyes. “You don’t scare me, Scott,” I said, tone clipped, biting. “And you are no one to punish me.”
Something lit in his eyes then, something dangerous and greedy and impossible to ignore.
“Is that so, Kendra?”
He ground against me again, harder. And I knew he wa
