Julie opened her mouth, breath shaky, ready to spill it all, every sinful thought she'd buried, every shameful little impulse that had built up around Cassius until her pride cracked and collapsed.
She wanted her ultimate punishment, wanted to be scoured clean so she could stand tall again as the righteous, virtuous knight she told herself she was supposed to be.
But before a word left her lips, Cassius suddenly murmured. "Hold on."
Julie blinked up at him in surprise, confused. But before she could ask why, he slid an arm around her waist and lifted her as though she weighed nothing.
Her breath caught as he shifted her, placing her carefully back down across his lap, but not the way she expected. Not bent forward, not with her ass upturned for more punishment.
Instead, he settled her straddling him, her bare swollen ass pressed directly against his thighs, her knees braced at his sides, and her flustered face only inches from his.
