"What are you doing?" She asked when she saw him shift a little.
"We didn't come here to sleep," he teased. She way he'd him closely.
He moved closer, one knee pressing into the mattress beside her thigh. “You’re doing good.”
Her mouth parted. “What are you going to do to me?”
He didn’t answer. Instead, she heard a sound.
A sharp metallic clink and then the low slide of leather.
“What was that?”
“My belt.”
Her breath caught. “You’re going to hit me?”
“No.”
She could feel the mattress shift as he moved. “Then why…”
He leaned down until his mouth brushed her ear. “Because I want you to know I could.”
Her body stiffened.
He kissed her cheek gently. “But I won’t,not unless you ask for it.”
The belt dropped to the floor with a quiet thud. She jumped slightly.
“You okay?” he asked
