found. Perhaps he was a criminal on the loose.
I buried my head into the comforter, struggling to calm my nerves even as a rush of desire kept me on edge. My God. What the hell was I doing? My entire body was chilled from being soaked in the rain, my hair clinging to my face and neck. I was a complete mess. The thought gave me a needed laugh, even though it was laced with nervousness.
The sound of the door made my body stiffen, my heart racing. As he approached, I struggled to glance in his direction. He was even more gorgeous in the dim lighting of the room, his rain-soaked shirt clinging to his perfectly carved chest muscles. Even the way the jeans hugged his thick thighs and chiseled hips was utter perfection. Let alone the way his cock had felt in my hand, pulsing in a perfect rhythm.
Oh, God.
What the hell was wrong with me?
Rafael walked closer until I could see him, his stunning blue eyes twinkling even in the limited lighting. He jerked off his shirt, tossing it across the room then proceeding to continue tugging the thick leather strap from the loops.
I couldn’t take my eyes off the action, my breathing even more ragged than before. He was really going to spank me with a belt. I was shocked not only from the thought but the realization that my pussy was extremely wet, trickles of juice sliding onto the bedding. Even my nipples ached, scraping against the dense material. I was utterly humiliated my body was having this kind of reaction, guilt and shame settling in. I’d broken every single rule I’d set for myself, even reconfirming them after the near attack.
One sexy smile, a wistful look of delicious intense blue eyes, and a dominating invitation had shoved away my inhibitions and every safety mechanism.
He remained quiet until the belt was fully in his hands, his fingers rubbing over the dense grain. My throat tightened, my pulse quickening, and I fought the excitement surging through me. This was insane. This was ridiculous. I couldn’t want this on any level. I’d never been spanked before by anyone. Not even... the asshole. My breathing constricted even more as I pushed aside the ugly memories.
Rafael moved to within a few inches, peering down at me with lust in his eyes. The moment he slid the end of the strap down my spine, I let out a ragged wail, twisting my body back and forth. There was no getting away from him, no chance I could run.
I was his captive.
His prisoner.
I belonged to him. Isn’t that what he’d told me? He owned me for the night. I shut my eyes as he tapped my bottom with the belt, sliding the thick material up and down the back of my thigh.
“Are you going to be obedient?” he asked, his voice even huskier than before.
“Maybe. I mean yes. Sir.” Respect. The man actually wanted respect when I didn’t know a goddamn thing about him.
Except that he was a killer.
I swallowed several times, trying to rid my mind of the wretched thought.
“I would so enjoy training you, helping you realize how amazing submitting to a dominant man can be.”
I tried not to listen to his words, to the way he said them, but they were inviting, luring me into a life that I knew nothing about. I couldn’t surrender to anyone. Ever. Not now. Not...
The whooshing sound caught my attention first then the cracking of his wrist echoed in my mind. I had no idea what to expect but I bristled in preparation of blinding pain.
I felt almost nothing but a tingle as well as an explosion of electricity rocketing through me. Every synapse was alive, blood rushing through my veins. As I gasped for air, he rubbed the tips of his fingers over my skin, a single growl coming from his mouth. He was a true brute, savage in every way. I could only imagine him as a lover.
Powerful.
Demanding.
Unyielding.
Fuck. Were we actually going to become lovers even for a night?
He smacked me again, hesitating as he loomed over me, peering down in anticipation of my response. I bit back a cry of shock at the punishment itself, even as discomfort began to roll into my system.
“Such a beautiful American,” he whispered, his tone alluring, drawing me into a beautiful fantasy.
I shuddered, clenching my bottom until I heard a tsking sound. I did everything I could to relax, controlling my breathing as he