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“Some,” she admitted.

“Do you know Solomon 4:16?” I asked, placing my hands on her knees.

She shook her head, and I smirked up at her, knowing I had her.

“Blow on my garden and spread its fragrance all around. Come into your garden, my love. Taste its finest fruits.”

I pried her legs apart, then ran my tongue through her wet folds, tasting her finest fruits.

CHAPTER 27

THOMAS

Iwrapped my arms around her thighs, lifting them over my shoulders as I teased her wet, swollen cunt. When I glanced up, I expected her to have her eyes closed, lost in a mix of despair and ecstasy.

Instead, her eyes were open, watching me.

The beautiful green in her eyes was reduced to only tiny rings around her large pupils as she watched me devour her, licking every drop of honey from her skin.

How quickly my little angel changed her tune.

“Please,” she panted, begging for more. For a second, for just a split second, I wanted to give in to her cries. I wanted to spend the rest of the night between her thighs giving her pleasure, using my mouth to apologize for all the things that I had put her through.

That couldn’t happen.

It was too much power for her, too much control, and would derail everything I had planned. I flicked my tongue across her clit faster, sucking it into my mouth while I massaged with my tongue, driving her pleasure higher and higher. When I felt the telltale tremble in her thighs, I stopped.

Sitting up, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, denying her body the release she craved.

“Why?” she asked.

“You know why,” I said darkly. “Only good girls get rewarded. Were you a good girl?”

“But…” Tears welled in her eyes, but she didn’t let them spill over. She was learning.

“Had you come to me instead of running away, then you would have been rewarded. If you were a good girl, I would have taught you the proper way to suck my cock. I would have made love to you for hours and spent days licking and pleasing this perfect little pussy. But you weren’t good.”

“I’m sorry,” she said, and reached for me as her thighs rubbed together, looking for some kind of pressure or friction to ease the ache.

“Too late.”

I grabbed both of her wrists and held them above her head, pinning them to the mattress as I hovered over her. “It’s too late for that, little angel. You misbehaved, so you must be punished.”

“But…”

“Take your penance like a good girl. Show me how sorry you are, and maybe you’ll get a reward before we return to the city.”

She looked up at me, her eyes still full of tears and acceptance.

“Yes, Father.”

My cock jumped at her words, and I knew I was going to take a lot of pleasure in her punishment.

“Listen to my orders carefully. Any mistakes that you make will only prolong your punishment. Do you understand?”

I wrapped my hand around her throat, turning her head so she was looking straight into my eyes.

“Yes, Father.”

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