Chapter 64

• As she reaches him, she halts, settling into her crawling stance, eyes lowered. "Good girl, you catch on quickly, awaiting my next instruction." The rush of his approval ignites sparks in her chest.
• "Kneel." She rests on her heels again, thighs parted, chest out, palms flat on her thighs, eagerly anticipating what comes next, feeling the slickness of her core against her thighs.
• With a firm grip on her nipples, he squeezes them, prompting a whimper from her, eyes shut, lower lip caught between her teeth. "Do you enjoy that sensation, Roxy? Do you relish the mix of pain and pleasure when I pinch your nipples?" His voice, low and guttural, sets off fireworks in her core. "Yes, sir, I do," she manages to whisper, her body craving more. "What does it do to you?" He probes. "It arouses me, makes me wet."