Do you want your spanking, my Pup?” He had to bite his lip because he didn’t. And yet, he also kind of did. “No. I . . . I don’t?” “Hmm. You don’t sound very certain. Your ass would look fucking sexy red.” “Do you know what else is sexy?” Brody asked. “You.” This man was killing him. He was so arrogant and pushy and bossy. And yet, sometimes, he just came out with these things that made Brody’s knees go weak. “Consent is sexy.”
