The Museum (Dirty 1st Dates)

by Harley Laroux

“I think red looks best across bratty girls’ asses, if I’m being honest,”

“I warned you,” he said, with a sideways look. “We may be in public, but don’t doubt that I can find a place to make your ass very red if you need it.” He paused. He must have seen something on my face, or in my eyes, because he snickered and shook his head. “God dammit. You really are a brat, aren’t you?”