I can’t suppress my laughter, “That’s two. I’m starting to think you want to be punished.”
“Bastard, you put it there.”
“You knew I was placing things around the area.”
“I would rather do a corn maze than this shit.” she grumbles and yet it got me thinking, remembering the time Jackson talked about taking Tessa to the woods and having fun. Maybe Charlotte didn’t have a bad idea. She pulls me out of it, “I can smell the smoke, stop thinking about it.”
She takes her time getting back up, straightening back up to finish this side and be done but she isn’t half way done.
Her steps start off small again. I try to distract her, “Think about it. I give you a head start, maybe 30 seconds to make headway before a wolf comes to chase you. You hear the heavy steps, you try to turn every corner. You think about what if you get caught.”
She slows down, hearing every word.Now who’s thinking?
“I’d taunt you with promises of tasting that sweet cunt, knowing that you’re dripping for me.” Her feet begin to sweep again, her hands outstretched to feel anything else in her way. Her movements are more frantic, wanting things to be done.
“Maybe you even slow down to be caught, maybe even trapping yourself in a deadend. Then I’ll turn the corner, seeing you silently pleading to be let go.” She lets out a moanful sigh, and it goes straight to my cock.
She’s about ten steps away from me, little does she know, she’ll fall one more time.
“I’d strip you down bare, everything ready to be touched, tasted, teased, and devoured by me.” I can smell the slight arousal from her, her legs closing a bit. She can’t hide the fact that she’s wet for me, already making a mess of herself.Fall one more time angel.
A few more steps and this will be all over.
She takes her time, and the agony kills me. I’m the impatient one now.
“Come on, Charlotte. You’re almost done,” I encourage her, trying to rush her.
Then like a dream come true, she fumbles as she walks straight into a punching bag that nudges her back. She stumbles more as she lands on her ass. The realization of what happened and what’s to come startles her.
I bend down, looming over her, gently taking off the makeshift blind fold.
Her green eyes staring back at me, silently begging to go easy.
“That’s three.” The devil in me smiling.
She gulps,“You cheated.” She says as she begins to submit.
I tilt her chin, “Angel, we’re about to play. You’re going to show me who you belong to.”
A shiver runs down her spine, as I watch her body tremble.
Chapter 27
Lottie
You’regoingtoshowme who you belong to.
After much fighting internally, my body gives in and wants to submit, wants to listen to him. He gave me a chance to prove to myself that I could overcome something, overcome a challenge.
Keola scooped me up before placing me on the boxing ring. I sit there, waiting for him to command me.
He’s awakened something in me that has been wound up tight, begging to escape. I haven’t come around to calling him mine, but he’s not afraid to tell others.
He’s breathtakingly handsome, and his big brown eyes that light a fire in you when he looks at you is intoxicating and quite addicting.
The way his fingers dance on my skin turning me into a puddle. The way his words stir pleasure waiting to be released, it’s getting easier to believe him.
He stalks around the ropes before walking away to get something to come back through and stand before me. Something possesses me to get on my knees, waiting patiently for him.
