Chapter Thirty Two
“William! We’re supposed to be getting rest!” I squeal as he hoists me over his shoulder once we get home and out of the car.
He smacks my ass for my protests.
“Ugh! You need to stop spanking me every ti- OW!” I say after he delivers a really hard spank. “Chill the f**k out!” I command, earning me two more smacks. When we step into the bedroom he sets me on my feet, strips off all of my clothes, and pulls me over his knees as he sits on the bed.
“Why are you spanking me?” I demand.
“Because the entire car ride home you were teasing me. That’s a bad girl thing to do, and bad girls get spanked.”
I mean, he’s not wrong. As soon as we got into the car I started casually stroking my breasts. When he glanced over from the drivers seat and saw me doing so he didn’t re
