“Good girl,” He murmured, extending His arm from her belly to the top of her slit, and gently finding her clitoris with his fingertip as His own orgasm built up to an imminent release. You will not squirm. “Is my little slut ready to say sorry?”
“Yes, Sir”
“Then, you may request forgiveness.”
She dropped to her knees and unbuckled His belt, knowing what He wanted her to do. She smirked triumphantly and knocked it back in one before opening her purse to retrieve a Twenty. He felt for her spasms at the intensity of her orgasm to begin to slow, and once they had ebbed away He removed His hand from her grip and climbed up beside her. It was not worth breaking them again. Which was, after all, what this was all about. I don’t care how, or why, you felt the need to behave so badly tonight. “She was upset You wouldn’t be sharing the evening with her. Never MIND smart-mouthing Him at the pub once He’d actually FOUND her. Never MIND smart-mouthing Him at the pub once He’d actually FOUND her.
