Spencer Reid Hot Novels & Stories

I let out a yelp at the unexpected slap, but an even stronger heat is building in the pit of my stomach. I want him to do it again. “Wrong,” Spencer says sternly. When the second slap comes, this time, I don’t cry out. I moan. I don’t even try to hide it at this point. “Every time you get it wrong, I’ll spank you,” Spencer whispers in my ear, voice dangerously seductive. Waves of red-hot heat surge through my body, leaving me no time to think about what the right answer may be. “Your Highness…” I pant out as Spencer’s hand speeds up.