Viona's POV
The cold of the patient bed mattress against my warm skin made my whole body burn with desire.
I had lost the bet, and he could ask for anything he wanted. Was this really what he wanted?
I wasn't complaining, though. The thought that one day Rafael might ask for even stranger kinks made my stomach knot. It thrilled me, yet I wasn't completely sure how I felt about it.
I tried to pull my hands free from his grip behind my back, but it was too strong, like he wanted me helpless, captive.
The friction of my chest against the textured mattress made my nipples tingle. My body liked it. My pussy had not even rested after coming earlier and was already throbbing again.
This position, my ass pushed up for him, felt humiliating. I had only ever read about it in books. The rush and excitement I felt now didn't seem real. Was I dreaming?
