"You know what's coming, don't you?" he murmured, his smirk sharp enough to cut.
Her eyes widened as his cock sprang free—thick, hard and hungry. She couldn't look away. Everything about it was mesmerizing.
Julian stroked himself lazily, enjoying the way her body squirmed even before he touched her again.
"Look at you," he mocked, his voice igniting a fire in her core. Stepping closer, he pressed the swollen tip of his cock against her ass, making her squirm even more. "Elder, saint, wife… and here you are drooling over the cock that's about to ruin you."
Her lips parted, shame and heat twisting in her chest. "I… I'm not—"
"Not what?" Julian cut her off, his hand flashing forward to deliver a sharp, stinging smack to her ass.
"Ahhh!" The sound of the contact echoed in the air and her skin bloomed with a fiery mark that sent her body jolting forward. A raw, desperate sound torn from her throat, shock and pain mingling with a wet, helpless thrill that pulsed deep between her legs
