“No. No, I don’t want my hands restrained.”“Yes. You do.”

“No, no, I don’t want that.”“I didn’t ask.”

“Slut. I’m a dirty-The sound of a hand hitting flesh was simultaneous with the shocking sting on her bottom. “Ow!”“You don’t think those nasty thoughts about my sumisita, Kimberly.”

“When I want to.” He ran his finger over her lips. “You don’t get a vote, honey.”

“What are you doing?”“Whatever I want.”

“What are you doing?” Her voice shook.“Whatever I want, sweetheart.”

“Damn, you’re soft. I have trouble keeping my hands off you.”Okay, serious melty stuff.”