392 Warm whispers- Part 3

Her throat suddenly went dry and she gulped, unable to look away from him as he held her like a prisoner with his gaze, he brought his hand forward again, holding the bottom of her face in a gentle grip so that she wouldn't look away. He leaned forward, drawing her closer not satisfied with the kiss they had shared outside on the patio. Pulling away without giving her too much, he said,

"Tell me and I shall see if we can make it come true," he could feel her heart thump, flipping in its own rhythm.

What she thought about his punishment? If he knew she didn't know what to do but dig a hole over her wild thoughts. 

"We can try other methods if you continue to be disobedient with the simple punishment," there was an evil glint like he was waiting for her to disobey him so that he could test. What happened to making her happy and comfortable? If it weren't for the cold weather, Penny would have been sweating bullets.