Page 78 of It Must Be Love

My cock was throbbing, demanding I stop fooling around and give it some release.

She looked at me, lifting her head over her shoulder. "What does that mean?"

I smacked an ass cheek and watched her shocked arousal. "That's what it means?"

I waited.

"Okay. Ah…what was the first one for?"

I raised an eyebrow.

"What was the lesson?" she asked cheekily and now she did smile.

I loved it. I loved that she was enjoying herself.

"The first was because you took too long to get on all fours when I asked you. I'm hoping that won't happen again."

"It won't."

"Good."

She moved her face down on the pillow again and lifted her hips a little, bracing.

I stroked the ass I'd just smacked and then did it again, this time with more force to test and see her limits.

"This one is for calling your scars hideous. We don't do that anymore. Okay?"

She didn't say anything, so I spanked her again.

"You need to answer me, Naya, or I'll keep spanking you and not move to the next lesson."

"Okay."

"Okay, what?"

"I won't call my scars hideous."

"What will you call them?"

I ran my hand over the scars on her back and down her thighs. I hurt for her all over again. The pain she must've gone through and the shame she continued to feel. Fucking hell, I'd fuck that out of her if that was the last thing I did.

"Just scars?" she suggested.

I chuckled and bit her ass cheek. She laughed then.

"I'll call them proof of my recovery," she finally gave in.

"Call them the scars of a warrior, baby, because that's what you are. My Little Warrior."

I heard her sniffle.

"Naya? Baby?"

Damn it, she was crying. I was about to go to her when she softly said, "What's the next lesson?"

I smacked her other ass cheek hard, loving my handprint on her. My girl had a punishment kink.

"That's for calling what we're about to do sex instead of making love."

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